The Mobs Testament
/spawn creeper
Aware. I am aware. I am alive. I see trees. Birch and oak. Forest biome. How do I know that? What am I? I look down and all I see is my feet standing on fresh grass. Four feet. Hmm okay.
Wait. I hear running water. As I now walk to the source of the sound I wonder. What is my purpose? This world. So simply constructed of blocks. So many blocks to choose from. They feel so.. Easy to manipulate. But how? I have no method or way to do so?
I look into the pond at my feet. I look.. Scared. That can't be me.. My soulless eyes.. My terrified mouth frozen in some type of twisted shriek. And I'm green. But not smooth green like the grass. But a mixture of many shades of green. Like a million emeralds crafted into my skin. Hmm.
I look up and see the moon. It's bright. But.. It seems to be leaving. There is a warm yellow and red light in the opposite direction. The sun! It's the arrival of life! Everything is waking up! The fish are swimming! The cows and pigs are stirring and the sheep are feasting on the newly generated grass. Villagers are coming out to trade! Today is here. It is brand new. And I'm a part of it!
Maybe I will learn how to control the blocks of this world. Maybe it's my destiny to build and create! To use imagination to explore and construct!
What's that? I hear footsteps behind me.. What's this? A burning sensation.. It's inside me.. I turn around, not by will but forced by an invisible hand. Steve. I know now my purpose. Steve is the creator. The one who will build. I.. I am his enemy.. No! It doesn't have to be like this! We could work together! I'm walking towards him. Why can't I stop?! What is this force?!
The burning inside me is growing.. I can see the fear in Steve's eyes.. How he runs... I-I'm a monster... Why am I a monster? I have ideas and feelings.. But.. Now as I approach him I realise. I was created to destroy.. To be the great adversary.. Not to create, but to ruin all that has been created. I am death..
I am a Creeper... Ssssssss...
End