Stories Of Minecraftia

A/N Hi peeps! I have inspiration for a new story that will be about...The beginning of Minecraft?

probably..

yup


The Creation

In the beginning, there was the void. It surrounded everything. Including Notch, a young god. He was inspired by the feats of other gods, such as the large 'universe' created by a group of gods, called 'The Holy'. He wanted to be as well known as them, so he had crept off to The Creator and asked for a small universe. He was given the rather infinite void.

First he created land. It was a large cube of dirt; just dirt, nothing else. He frowned and added stone, which went down further then the dirt. After that, he created bedrock, which would stop anyone or anything from reaching the end of world.

Then he was ready to create life. He created animals; pigs, cows, sheep and chickens. They were cold, so he created the sun. That started to hurt them so he grew trees of different types to protect them. Then he created the moon to give them rest from the sun.

Pleased it worked, Notch added sand and sandstone to the world, where the sun seared any moisture out of the earth. He called it a desert. The desert was plain so he grew cacti, that hid water from the sun and protected it with spines.


Curious, his brother Herobrine came over to see what he was doing. He saw the world and asked if he could help. Notch agreed and Herobrine created life that would live in the shadows, that was cruel and would hurt others. First he created the zombie and the skeleton. Then he created spiders and creepers, the four legged creatures that liked hugs.

Notch had an argument with his brother and, angered, made Herobrine's creations burn with the sun. He also removed the creeper's arms and caused it to explode from the frustration of no hugs. Herobrine was annoyed and stopped the spider and creeper from burning in the sun.

Peaceful, they created caves for the creatures of the night to live in; the caves were filled with precious ores and lava, a burning substance that lent light to places. Herobrine wanted something to counter lava so Notch created water, a fast-moving liquid that was cool and soothing.

Herobrine accidentally let water flow over dirt and it created grass. They were surprised and pleased as the grass gave color to the world. Deciding to experiment, they let flowers and tall grass grow, giving even more colors to the world.

Ready for more intelligent life, they worked together to create a Minecraftian; Steve. He was very smart and learnt how to create tools from wood and stone, as well as the ore. At night he hid from the mobs but sometimes attacked them with a sword. He harvested the items they dropped and create more weapons and tools.

After the creation of Steve, Herobrine grew distant and hid in a world under the bedrock; the Nether. He told Notch that to get there you made a frame of obsidian (the material formed by the meeting of water and lava) and set it on fire. That was the last heard from him in a long time.


Steve roamed the land, bored. He had seen everything around him, or so he thought. Late in the evening, he came across a forest of pine. This he had already seen, except it was covered in cold, white material. Snow, spoke a voice in his head. Turning to look at the river he had been following, he saw strange cold, hard glass-like shells covering it. Ice the voice said.

As the sky darkened, Steve made a quick wooden home and lit it up with torches. He sat down and waited out the night.

When the morning came, he felt a sharp jolt run through him. It left as quick as it arrived, and he forgot about it swiftly. As Steve tore down his shack, he noticed strange, small four-legged animals running around. Wolves, the voice told him. Give them bones. Doing so, the wolves suddenly sported a red collar and followed him around. I have pets! Steve thought happily, gad for companions.

Seeing a cave, Steve ventured down, his dogs following him. They kept close to the light that came from the torches he placed down. Seeing a lake of lava, he told them to sit and ventured closer. A small spring of water suddenly appeared and the water ran into the lava. He watched surprised as a hard, purplish material formed. Hmmm...The voice mused, that must be obsidian. Mine ten blocks and create a portal. Confused, Steve did as the voice asked and mined ten blocks with his diamond pickaxe. It was slow and time-consuming, and he didn't even know what would happen!

1 Minute Later (more or less :/)

Steve paused and wiped sweat from his forehead. It was easy to make the shape for the portal but the heat of the lava made it twice as hard.

Nearly there, the voice said encouragingly, One more block. Silently Steve agreed with the voice and shoved the block of obsidian into its spot.

Now the light! The voice was excited and Steve had to admit he was a bit excited too. He brought out the flint and steel and struck sparks near the frame of the portal. The sparks drifted onto the obsidian and with a thrum the portal was lit.

The obsidian framed the purple vortex of the portal. It hummed and emitted purple sparks.

Ready? The voice asked. I think so...but what about my pets?Steve didn't want them to wait for him and get killed by a zombie or creeper. Time passes slowly in the Nether. It's fine! Unable to delay it any longer Steve took a deep breath and stepped in.

Reality twisted back and forth multiple times before finally warping into nothingness.

Steve was floating in the void.