*Steve's POV*
Rachael had become my sincerest obligation. The mobs all around me… They were no longer just annoying creatures that were out to bring me temporary death. They all, especially the mysterious Endermen, held a poison significance.
Rachael had mob friends… and what made me so angry is that they were purposefully trying to keep me away from her. There soon came a time when I could only watch her from afar.
Every night, I stared at the shine coming from my sword and asked myself. Is this a thirst for death that I'm feeling? Was that truly the answer?
As much as I knew that it would break Rachael's heart if her friends were to perish… I decided that I was just about to the point where I'd take that risk to have her. She just meant too much to me.
Author's note: Shortest Minecdote ever? I dunno. I'm sick, and that's why it's so short.