Well, this is my first ever story uploaded to this website. Here's hoping anyone reading it finds it bearable.
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Minecraft (c) Mojang
Not Like The Others
'I'm all alone in this place. Come to think of it, why am I here? What did I do to get exiled in such a manner? Is anyone even out there?'
The sun rose on a new day across the grassy expanse. Endless plains spanned the horizon in one direction, rolling hills leading to a forest in another. Near the border of the two sat a small dwelling – not small enough to be branded a hut, yet nowhere near as big as to be labelled a mansion. Rather, a cosy little house constructed neatly from stacks of wooden boards, a few windows at each side and a door. Within its walls, something was moving.
Daniel yawned, stretching out his limbs. For the past few nights, he had been unable to get much sleep. Since arriving in this world, he has come to terms with the fact that he is alone – possibly even the only human across the lands. A search that once took a few hours turned into days, then weeks, then months. Eventually he gave up all hope of finding another friendly face and just accepted his desolate isolation from the world he knew.
Getting out of bed, Daniel grabbed his blue cargo trousers and white t-shirt, casually putting them on over the top of his grey shorts. Making sure to take some bread from his food storage and retrieve his black-framed glasses from the table, he picked up his crimson jacket and headed out the door.
A clean, sparkling river lightly flowed through the hills, passing the occasional rocks and stones. The young human crouched down and scooped up some water in his hands before using it to wash his face. After repeating this action a few times, he stared at his reflection and let a small sigh escape his mouth. He was no younger than 18, with a rather pale cream complexion, deep brown eyes and brown ear-length hair in a style he would describe as 'lightly windblown'.
"Just me, myself and I. As usual.", he quietly spoke before getting to his feet.
There was no time for reminiscing however. Daniel had brought a pickaxe with him in the hopes of retrieving some coal or even metal. Traversing the woodland, the human located his previous mining spot and began striking the rocks with the pickaxe.
Hearing the clash of metal against stone, a figure slowly crept toward the source of the noise. Peeking over a few bushes, the shadowy figure spotted a sight they had not seen in a long time. A human. A living, breathing human. Staring in wonder, the creature began to move towards the human until it tripped over an exposed tree root and fell over forwards.
The human immediately stopped mining, as if he was listening for movement. In an instant, he had turned around to face his stalker while brandishing his pickaxe as a weapon. The moment he laid eyes on his would-be stalker though, he nearly dropped his mining tool in surprise.
The figure in question looked undoubtedly like a female human, with a slender figure, cream skin tone, amber eyes and light red flowing hair that just reached past her shoulders. She wore a long green hooded top – the hood of which was decorated with a pattern that barely resembled a blocky face – along with green shorts barely visible past her hoodie and thigh-high green stockings.
Looking up at the human now standing before her, the girl's lips curved into a smile as she noticed his surprised expression.
"Hi!", the girl cheerily greeted the human as she quickly got to her feet.
"Uh, hi.", the human responded, still amazed he was talking to someone for the first time in what seemed like ages.
"Who are you?", he asked, hoping to find out who this person was.
"My name's Cupa. What's yours?", she responded eagerly.
"I'm Daniel. I can't believe I've met another human after months alone out here", he replied, allowing a faint smile to work its way onto his face.
"Oh, I'm not a human. I'm a creeper.", Cupa smiled brightly.
"H-Huh? A creeper!?", Daniel nearly yelled. Scrambling to bring his pickaxe up to shoulder level, he quickly backed away from the creeper-girl.
"What's wrong? Don't you like me?", Cupa's smile had faded and was replaced by a sad frown.
"You're a creeper! Every creeper I've ever found has tried to blow me up!", Daniel replied, a look of concern now dominated his features. Cupa began to smile again.
"Don't worry. I've never killed anyone, especially not a human. Besides, I like you.", she said before letting out a small giggle.
"You...like me?", Daniel responded, his fearful expression replaced with mild confusion.