The is my first story. It hasn't been beta'ed so I hope I got all the mistakes.
The sun was shining and the duck-chicken things were clucking. All was right in the minecraft world, until one fateful day when The Curse came.
It split apart families, friends, even entire cities. No one was spared from its wrath. The curse a malevolent being that forced everyone apart from what they held dear. Many found themselves alone in desolate area, while others were able to find companionship. However The Curse corrupted many of the people so that they would never be able to enjoy beauty again.
They were slain as they were found and the rest continued to live. They survived, and then they thrived. They build great structured, whether it be castles, statues, or monuments long since destroyed.
The Curse was not pleased by this development at all. So it brought back the dead, whether rotted or rotting and sent them after the people. The people adapted and made armors and swords and quickly repelled the threat. However the curse was persistent, it sent a creature that was silent, sneaky, and dangerous. It was... the creeper.
It terrorized the citizens by sneaking up behind them and detonating itself to cause massive destruction. The people were at a loss until, while digging deep within the pits of their own design, they discovered an odd dust that could do many things.
They named this mysterious dust after its prominent red color. Redstone was mysterious, it powered, yet it needed power. It could cause amazing effects but it was useless on its own.
After many days of thorough research they made "Pistons". They used these new devices to thwart the creatures that had haunted their dreams. They made doors, lights, and secret passages. All seemed right once again.
But The Curse would not back down. It made a whole new dimension for the people to challenge. It put a curse upon the dimension that no being may drink or sleep. Many unprepared travelers perished. But even then the people persevered and conquered the dimension that they dubbed "The Nether".
Not willing to back down The Curse used a great amount of its powered to create another dimension that housed its most dangerous creation yet, a dragon of darkness. The people called it "The End" for any challenger swiftly met theirs after setting through the portal.
Mysterious beings they the people called "Endermen" would teleport and destroy anything they could get their long arms on. While semi peaceful, once they were spotted they would attack with never ending perseverance.
It was soon discovered water was their weakness. The people took advantage of it and swiftly sent them back to their home dimension. This forced The Curse to use the last of its power to create a destructing being that was almost unbeatable. They named it "The Wither" for anything it touched withered to dust.
The people fought at range to avoid its dangerous explosive blasts. But it adapted quickly and they were forced the draw their swords. The fought valiantly to defeat it and in the end... They succeeded.
The people rejoiced! They used the remains of the Wither to create a beacon to show their success and to lead those lost to a better place.
I know its not much but I hope y'all enjoyed it! Let me know what you think!