When you think of villagers you think of that mob who never attacked you, they were as passive as the pigs and cows that covered the area and never went hostile no matter how much you attacked. They'd jump up in fear and run away into one of their little wooden homes, when you see them they don't interact with one and another they don't really speak to their fellow neighbors or say a word when you trade with them. They let you abuse their fields, break their homes, steal their belongings, and let you do whatever you please without a word of complain. But really after all these years didn't you ever wonder if, perhaps, they really weren't as mindless as we see them? What if they really were hurt when we attacked but it was just in their nature to stay quite from fear? Maybe you would think twice about when you hurt them then, but if that is true why hasn't anyone wrote a story about it then proving all our beliefs false and showing us the error of our ways? Well maybe its time for that then after all these years its time someone spoke out for them to let the others understand.
That one person is me, its gonna leave you confused because I am defiantly not a villager but my story is theirs and since the day they took me in my fate really was intertwined with those of the villagers. I was raised along side them as if I was one of there own and from that I learned their language, their way of life, and the struggle they went through. This story is one I know most wouldn't care to hear, but just find it in your hearts to listen because this story will change how you think about the villagers.
Just a teaser people, ill get the next chapter up soon but I need some OC's... OC CONTEST! Go ahead and submit I just need to know...
Name:
Appearance:
Personality:
Villager or minecrafter:
And any thing else I may need to know about them.