The void was vast and empty. It existed by itself, lonely and untouched. The void was the start of Minecraftia.
It was there when it started and it will be there long after it ends. It created Minecraftia and everything in it.
It started with the Overworld. It created the grass and trees. It created the water and the mobs. It created the humans to keep the main dimension thriving.
It then supplied the sun and moon. Theese to extraterrestrial objects float in the sky, circling Minecraftia. It created the Raians and the Lunians. To occupy the objects and to help keep the light.
Next it created the Aether. Where creatures go when they die. It created the angels to help the ones who die and Notch to guard them all.
Then came the Nether and with it evil. The void did not regret this. After all it needed a balance of good and evil. The good always need evil to defeat. It created the Nether creatures and Herobrine to rule over them.
Soon came the End. A place of death for many minecrafters. A place where the most adventurous go to try and defeat. It created the Ender dragon and endermen to challenge the humans when they came to visit.
And finally the Obsidian Realm was created. Now this was a land of darkness. It was dark and alone. It reminded the Void of itself. The void created people for that place as well, but he was careful the others couldn't access it. Something made it certain that a war would occur, if this dimension mixed with the others.
And that is how Minecraftia was made.