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Italic and Underline-Villagers
italic-Notch
Bold-Snowy and Iron Golems
Underline-Steve
All 3-?
Once, there was a cosmic-creeper. It was very lonely in it's own, little universe. One day, it decided to explode, shooting out particles, pixels and blocks of all kinds. The explosion then created the land, the water and the trees. Also sheep, cows, pigs, sheep, chickens and tons of other stuff. As well as the Creepers, Zombies, Skeletons, The Endermen, the Nether and the End. In the End, there is a dragon. They were all created along with a human, named Steve. (And a god to guide him, Notch.) Steve did things that were necessary to survive, like punch wood until his hands were raw, slay the Zombies and Skeletons and make a farm for food, instead of slaying the pigs and cows. But the Zombies have gotten smarter somehow and now they're cutting down trees for better tools to slay Steve. But, forgetting to replant the saplings, the Zombies are rapidly deforestating the world of Minecraftia. It's up to Steve to stop them.
Wake up, Steve. Wake up.
I woke up, it's a normal morning in Minecraftia. "I had a weird dream again, this time I didn't die. Is that weird, Snowy?" "Yes, it is." said Snowy, the Snow Golem. "How was it last night?" I asked. "Surprisingly quiet. Not as many Zombies as usual." he replied. "It worries me. How were you?" "I had a dream about the Creation of Minecraftia and Zombies getting smarter." "Like what the dragon did?" I killed the Ender dragon last year. "Doubt it. Come on Snowy, let's go." I pack my axe, some food, and a sword. We go out of our mansion to collect some wood. "Hey, where'd the trees go?"
We used to have a forest right outside our home, but now, there's no trees in our "forest". "Maybe your dream was right. It was odd, how many Zombies I didn't see." "I'm more worried about the saplings. Where are they?" I look around, only to find that no saplings were on the ground. "Uh-oh." "What?" "Zombies. And are those diamond tools?" They come towards us, only to kill us. Snowy tries to repel them with my help, but I die anyway.
I get back out of bed, to find that my stuff hasn't disappeared. Same with Snowy, luckily. I run out with my bow and a stack of arrows, to help Snowy and grab my stuff. I get my sword and slash a couple of Zombie's heads off, while Snowy keeps throwing snowballs in their faces. "Skeletons!" "Run!"
We run across a plain field of grass, without any trees to hide us, being chased by a horde of Zombies, Skeletons and the Spiders have joined them to form Spider Jockeys. Then I hear a familiar voice; "Hello again, Steve. I stole your saplings. Come to the Nether, if you want them back…" "Herobrine?" "Herobrine?" Herobrine? I defeated him three years ago. "I will kill you, Steve. I will."
Later, since they were running to there, at a village…
"Hello Steel." "It's Steve, for the last time!" "Spoon?" "Why can't you ever get my name right?" "…" "Can I just use the portal?" "Okay, Style. Why?" "Herobrine stole my saplings." "I can offer you a new one for... say, 9001 emeralds?" "Snowy, you'd better stay here." "Okay. I'll stay." "But take these iron blocks and a pumpkin." "Okay. I'll see you later. Hopefully. Bye." But, as I was about to go into the portal for the Nether, I hear a barking. "Woofy?" My pet dog followed me somehow. Must've forgotten to tell it to sit when I left. Oh well, guess I still have a companion. "Okay, boy, let's go!" Me and Woofy go into the portal to the Nether…