A/N: Hello there ladies and gentlemen! I am now starting my first fic and want a lot to have some positive feedback here to help me go on and deal with my errors (that should be a lot). This fic is not the conventional mob talker fic, first because it's not a human meeting mob/human hybrids by them coming to their worlds (or/and vice-versa) but rather STEVE, THE GODDAMN PROTAGONIST OF THE GAME. I'm pretty sure you didn't notice these characteristics of his body. (if you wanna know what those are, go on ahead and read!). Anyways I think I have quite a decent explanation in mind for why there are these mobs with his DNA! And, I have added quite a bit more of realism to Minecraft, anyways go on ahead and read!

Please pay attention to these two points before reading;

1- This is a remaster/rewrite of the original chapter, since I've been a dick and didn't update this fic in a whole year, so I thought my readers deserve something more than just a new chapter.

2- This fiction uses the metric system and DD/MM/YYYY date, so sorry gentlemen from freedomland, you're going to use some conversors to get what I'm talking about most of the time.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Minecraft or any of it's characters, Microsoft/Mojang does.


I was finally coming back to my underground base/factory from my three-day mining tour with my backpack full of ores, specially copper and iron, besides the always present diamonds and the usual things (watch, compass, map and pickaxe) together with an LR-62H rifle, a ARC-97 mining grenade and the good ol' knife. I was almost dumping them in my chest when I heard a noise. it was not the loudest or most terrifying noise I ever heard but it concerned me. It was my old anti-disaster alarm, pointing the problem to be coming from the part of my base closest to the surface. This is one of the shittiest things I have to do around here; maintenance of broken and/or malfunctioning machinery, a byproduct of not dismantling, repairing or supervising something for a while.

Those walls contain the first and most basic resources for machines of the old times. The gas pumps used for fuel and the liquid nitrogen tanks for cooling... I was going to check the gas first, for obvious reasons. Into my marble pathway I went to get to the pumps. The walls were dusty and the paint wore down long ago, another consequence of not performing maintenance for hundreds of years around here. As I entered the room and checked the pumps I saw everything working fine. I walked back to the corridor and to the other door, in my way through I noticed some worryingly large cracks on the walls and ceiling, reiterating just how worn down this part of the facility is and just how little fucks I give to them these days. I made my way through the underwater section of the tunnels, with the reinforced glass roofs surprisingly almost intact, clearly showing the variety of fish that existed on this ocean.

That remembered me that it has been some time since I went fishing and relaxed away from this steel-clad machine wonderland, without needing to worry about anything but the murderous death-bringers that come in the night... I drifted off again... it has become way past usual this happening to me now, but it's getting worse. I was starting to get distracted even in the middle of battles against mobs. My mind simply wanders off, thinking of my past accomplishments and failures, Like that day with my machine gun and the creepers were I just stopped firing and they... and I drifted off yet again.

I went back to walking through the tunnels and found the problem, one of the older tanks that I built with my old screwdrivers, wrenches and such had a decent crack on it's shell, a problem that usually happens in machines built like this, most possibly because of it's age of 500 years or so, although many of the unstable gas tanks that I used the old welders instead of plasma ones were absolutely fine, and even one of the first experimental nuclear reactors managed to live for about six hundred years, it looked like this nitrogen tank wasn't going to last more than three now... Then I heard a crack, and a small explosion soon followed. Well, fuck me I guess. It took me some time to notice while I was freezing but now I realized that the glass above me had a small, minimal crack. Ice normally weakens glass... and there have been some strong earthquakes lately... Oh my luck, I hate you so much. And in this lovely moment I noticed a new crack appearing right beside the other, as some fucked up message from notch himself.

After what I believe were some hundreds of years the nitrogen all of the 565 nitrogen tanks seemed to have ran out, the ice was weakened and I woke up. The walls already collapsed a long time ago even with them being made of pure steel, it seemed like there should be some internal problem for it to be gone in only some hundreds of years while underwater, probably some iron was mixed in and rusted away. even old as it was, and the floor already rotted,being made of wood (a strange choice for a factory floor, I know. I just had some weird fascination with wooden things at the time).The ice above me seemed to be melting slowly,and I could see a little of the sky above me, it seemed...darker? Huh. Most possibly the ice or the water I'm under as I don't remember leaving any polluting or coal-based machines anyway. I guess I'll be needing to rebuild this factory from the ground up. Shame, as this was the oldest industrialized facility I had. But I guess I don't need to worry about something like that right now. Or maybe I should... it helps pass the time, and distracts me from observing the oh-so boring fish on the lake. I noticed before already that I was too deep for me to swim back to the surface; I'm going to die here. It's funny, I can jump on lava at an excruciating temperature with no problem and maintain enough control to go back fast enough not to die, survive explosions easily, I can't die directly from any type of poison, don't have any problem in swimming in a near-frozen lake or being frozen other than blacking out like now, can survive a fall nearly 11 times my height, don't need to eat, sleep or rest if I follow a special set of requirements (no running, fighting or jumping much). And all these characteristics can be improved with some time using the same body and training, but I can't manage to be more than 10 seconds underwater before I start dying from lack of oxygen, and no matter how much I try, I can't improve my time, it's incredibly weird to have abilities so powerful if compared to other living beings and having goddamn COWS surviving underwater more than me-

*CRACK*

Huh? it took me a few seconds to see a reasonably big crack in the ice. I guess it's finally going to break. The ice kept cracking and minor drops of water were falling already, I didn't even bother to try and get ready to swim, as I knew that even then I couldn't survive. I'll just respawn back in the clearance with the lake and travel my way back here, a path I know too well for dying in this area had become a common occurrence for me. I'll need to make a shovel and get my things back (The ice probably didn't destroy my backpack or the items, since I made these things to easily deal with shit like this).

The ice broke totally now, the water invaded my surroundings and I just stood here,waiting for my oxygen to run out. Of course it did hurt like fuck when it did but I just waited until I finally died.

As usual I waited hardly 3 seconds and I respawned back there...Just a few meters in front of the steep hill that stood in the clearance. As I should expect I tripped and came rolling though the hill like a ball though a ledge,with several of the rocks of the familiar hill saying "hi" to my body in a non-friendly way, until the pain stopped and I knew the lake was below me. as I fell with my back facing the ground, I struck the surface of the water with a loud BOOM, but not before hearing noises that sounded like screams. Now THAT is a whole new level of insanity right there... I swam calmly upwards, thinking about what I heard. I had become insane before but I never heard screams, and those didn't seem like sinister screams, more like surprised and/or panicked screams. Very weird indeed. When I reached the surface I faced something that I never saw before, creatures, very weird creatures that stood in two feet, had my height but their bodies were considerably thinner than mine and had some other bizarre, round-ish parts to them; tumors maybe? After a couple milliseconds more of quick scan I was sure that they had an alarming level of intelligence since they wore some sort of clothing, although they don't seem to be very fit for combat as they only covered a limited part of them and could easily be torn completely with nothing more than zombie attacks or shrapnel from creeper explosions. Something I don't quite understand why since they'd need to fight against the mobs in some way or manner-

(Not sure if you get it here, but he's describing girls in bikinis... yeah... also he is pretty fast to do this otherwise he'd be fucked.)

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" One screamed,this one had some orange eyes...

HOLDUPHOLDUPHOLDUP, THEY CAN TALK?

"S-STOP STARING AT US!" This one did the same, had purple eyes, and seemed afraid of me.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS?

"GET AWAY FROM HERE BEFORE WE HIT YOU!" This one had Blue eyes,and made ME afraid.

WHELP, I SURE I AIN'T GONNA STAY HERE TO SEE IF THESE CRAZY THINGS WANT TO KEEP THEIR WORD.

They really just used MY DAMN LANGUAGE. This causes so many complications that I can't even describe... how can they talk? Are they some type of mutation on my DNA? If this is true then how/when did it happen? Can this happen in a so limited period of time? Are they the product of the equality of the last two chromosomes of mine like I see happen in so many animals so that they can breed? They can breed? Are there too many of them already or I still can get rid of them if I need? Will I need to get rid of them? this and many, many more questions (If you believe it) ran like light in my mind but I knew I couldn't stay here. Mainly with the blue-eyed one looking at me with that murderous look that I only used the first times the mobs made me lose my diamonds. Those eyes pierced my soul and beyond. I needed to get away from here. Fast. Then I did what any Individual in my current situation would do: RAN AS FAR AS MY LEGS COULD TAKE ME. I quickly found my way though the rocky edges of the clearance and ran away from there in only a couple seconds and thankfully they didn't seem to look at me face for more than that, so I can appear in front of them with a different set of clothes and they won't notice me... I hope. If I have luck of course... So I easily realize that I am NOT in a very good situation right now. But all I can do is what was planned before. If I remember correctly my facility was a couple dozen kilometers away from here. But it's good that I have time to walk since apparently there are sentient beings other than me in this planet, a planet that never had such thing to happen ever before. Do they already have industries to pollute the air that I've seen back on the edge of the ocean while I was on the ice?... If so, there's one main question: How? How could they evolve in such a limited time window? I know that my 1387 nuclear reactors that should be completely gone now must have increased the mutation ratio but how could they even get parts of my DNA? Maybe they could... my experiments. Of course. But there are still a lot of things without explanation; how did the waste of a nuclear meltdown disappeared in less than 700 years? I guess I can't do anything about it right now, nor think of a why to this.

Now I noticed that the forest around me changed, the once colorful plants now held a more dark color... Well, I always thought this forest was too green anyways, but the forest seemed to have diversified; incredible plants that I never saw before had sprung, more than the 589 species documented before, and even the old plants that already resided here have changed, less light seemed to enter the forest, for the foliage seemed to grow a lot more, the oak trees were the ones that less changed apparently, only having the darker leaves that all the trees had, and no longer sporting apples, and the birch tree seemed the more changed one, it became much thinner than the original and seemed to have grow taller than before, standing more than 13 meter tall and having much less leaves, I felt completely stunned, although the grass still seemed as friendly as it ever was.

Thankfully I was getting away from the forest, there were way too many plants there, I could stop and keep studying them without even noticing, losing my objective. Right now I was entering some plains, and those thankfully didn't change even a little bit,with the beautiful sky and the next biomes only a couple kilometers in the distance. I will need some time so I can make get ready to study about what happened to where I lived an what these...beings are without being suspicious. I was still using my "default" clothes, my Light blue/cyan shirt and dark blue jeans with grey shoes, and I still needed to find some part of my old building or creations to determine the time I was frozen.

After quite some time searching inside some caves I found a small disc of uranium 235 in a very deep cave, I remember this disc... I tried to use the 238 variant for nuclear reactors before realizing it was not the perfect isotope to do so, making me go on a journey to refine a good amount of uranium 235 and making this disc... The disc was roughly half it's original size now.

I LOST MORE THAN THREE HUNDRED MILLION YEARS IN THAT FUCKING ICE?

I have been frozen for much, much more time than I first thought... and that gave an answer to a good bunch of questions that were on my mind, but right now... what could I do? there probably already exist billions of them and... I'm here... frozen in time...

"I'm not going to be overpowered by this race. I'm the first one to use these lands."

"Sure will champ." said a familiar voice behind me.

Of course the reflex that creepers made me discover when they sneaked up on me popped up: I jumped and screamed desperately.

"well now you're being too dramatic." he said jokingly to me.

"Oh come on! you said you weren't going to do this again!" I said to him

As it always happens I gave him a punch and he reacts with a quick jab on my shoulder.

"yeah, yeah, yeah, just because I'm Notch I can't break my word huh?" He said smiling.

"Exactly, you're Notch the creator of things! You can't break your word because I am- I WAS the only sentient being here!" I exclaimed.

"Okay sure, I won't make you scream like that again." He said, still smiling.

"Anyways can you give me an explanation... and some other clothes free of charge?" I said, hoping to get at least one of those.

"I didn't plan for all of this to happen but it really just had too many amazing possible results for me to stop it from happening, and sure, here's something." He said, making a red long-sleeved shirt and some brown pants, together with white running shoes appear in my body and making the other clothes disappear instantly.

"so... can you at least tell me what to do?" I asked pleadingly.

"do what you wanted to do,study them and this new place." He said with a wise tone on his voice.

"Can you stop with the god-knows-all thing?" I asked with the usual stoic manner that I used when he did that.

"Hey! Just because I look your age doesn't mean that I am, so start treating me with respect!" he said, his black hair shining as if to demonstrate his young appearance contrasting with his actual age.

"Aw,ok mister supreme lord and creator of the universe, what may this humble servant do for you today?" I said mockingly.

A new, somewhat more heated exchange of punches and jabs happened for a few seconds, but after some time we managed to calm down and I was the first to speak:

"Okay then, bye." I said finally, giving emphasis to the 'bye'.

"hey, one last thing, here, I got a house for you." he said while giving me a key and a compass with the saying 'points to the house' written on it's back. I was about to ask why not let me build one until I remembered that I should not be suspicious in occasion that they would want to see my house.

Hold up- They give houses? Exchange them for something else? the work is divided for every one of them?

"No, yes and yes, Steve." Notch saying leaving obvious that he knew just what I was thinking.

Motherf-

"Farewell." Notch said, and with that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It took me some time but I finally found my house. It was ordinary and practical. All I needed in a house, it had a small... dining room... probably they have a word for this, anyways it was a small light wood table for four me's, a... cooking area? they have a separate area on the house just for cooking?... it was the second bigger room in my house and had a nice balcony with an extra big kit of knives seemingly for use in different types of food. I like how they look. A pretty squeezed office with... a laptop! it's been a while since I made and/or used these, and he- THANKS NOTCH! a dictionary! and now I found what appears to be a bathroom (word that I just discovered right now), a living room and a bedroom, it had a very cool atmosphere, with a quite large bed, but not enough for 2 me's, and it had a large footlocker below my bed and some planks with a small note and a card.

'Weapons,I know you're gonna want some... and keep this id card with you.'

I always hated when this bastard knew what I wanted.

'PS. I'm not a bastard.'

Goddammit.

Continuing my description, I had a dark wood wardrobe full of clothes in the bedroom, apparently wearing one piece of clothing all the time was wrong in this... let me get the dictionary in that table... "an organized group of persons associated together for religious, benevolent, cultural, scientific, political, patriotic, or other purposes"... society. But right now I needed to discover something: how to start the study? it took me some time to think of something but then I realized: why not study where they study? It should be an alarming good place to learn their living anatomy and technology to this point, even though it doesn't look much, and it would be the perfect place for my recently-respawned body, (If you're wondering his body when he respawns it's basically a "pumped-up" version of a teenager of 15/16 years) so there's just one problem: where I sign up for school/academy? I look at the apps this laptop has and see something interesting... "internet" I click on it and a window is opened with a bar written "search what you need" on it. I pick up the dictionary... "an institution where instruction is given, especially to persons under college age"... school. After some search I see that I just need to find a grade adequate to my age... and fill in a test... ok, done. The laptop; although old this interface was really nice to use and they apparently use the same alphabet and general language than mine... Notch's work, I guess.

Seven days later

Today is the last day before school starts, thankfully enough I was out of the ice in the start of the year, so no complications about "lost study" and all that crap. The sign-up was easy enough, only 500 questions about earlier grades and entering data of my "ID card". And there was only one thing left, my backpack in the ocean; it was water-proof and all the material remained intact, all I needed was a shovel and some luck, and let's just say the second didn't help even a little, it took me 5 hours and 9 dives though 6 different tunnels to find the dammed backpack and more half an hour to put dirt on the tunnels again and get back to home. The backpack still held all of the things back that there were in it, the rifle, mining grenade (although those will be useless, I probably won't mine for quite some time), and all the ores, although those were only ores, still weren't ingots and consequently, were worth less. I also forgot to mention, they seemed to have created a very advanced method exchanging things in general using a thing called money and basing their economy on gold... Selling gold won't feel any bad for me(The prices seemed pretty good after searching for what I could buy with that money), I only used gold in the past to conduct electricity, the arms and armor made of it was way too heavy.

I think it's much better to make ingots, so the last part of the day I just went into getting some stone to make a furnace in the forest to refine the minerals I have into ingots, thankfully I had found a lot of coal in my mining trip before so fuel wasn't a problem, it only took the rest of the day for all the metal to be turned into ingots of 7 centimeters of width,18 of length and 5 of height, that was perfect for my backpack since it was so stuffed of items. These ingots, as expected, were much easier to store. With all this done I destroyed the furnace to not leave any clues that I was here and went into my house, leaving them in the backpack, since I had nowhere else to store them, and now the only thing that lasted for me to do was wait for the next day.


A/N: Well, this was my first chapter. I literally wrote this while eating popcorn and drinking coca cola (using only one hand of course, I don't want the notebook smelling like butter). I plan on making each chapter at least 4.000 words long but now I noticed how hard it is to write. I don't know what name to give to it,but it's most possibly going to be something awesome. I hope you liked this history,sorry for my bad English and possible grammar errors, reviews will be very appreciated, any flames I find in the reviews will be extinguished by the firemen. Thank you all and wait for the next chapter! When I post this It's still probably be a temporary name until I find a good title.

REMASTERED AUTHOR NOTE: This chapter is finally done, I'm going to post it already without rewriting the second yet, so please forgive the fact that the writing most possibly might be very cringy and overall bad on the next one to two chapters, remember that good ol' Joel here is trying his best to come back to writing this after leaving for one year because of school and overall irresponsibility of mine.

Posted on 12/07/2015* -

*Disclaimer not present, corrected on Edit: 03/08/2015

Edited on 03/08/2015 - grammar errors corrections, continuity errors corrections, story logic errors corrections, extra on author notes, added dates.

Rewritten on 15/12/2016 - Huge correction of grammar errors, continuity errors, story logic errors, also slightly improved scientific explanation, removed cringe, extra on author notes, extra pieces of text to explain things and removed pieces of text to make reading easier, better formatting.