Hello there, I hope you had a great day! This is the story of how I, Steve Block Stonewall, became a hero.

Narration

It was a typical day in the land of Minecraftia. Chickens were signaling the rise of the morning sun. The bats were retreating into their caves as animals woke up. The block clouds were floating lazily across the sky. And in the humble village of Blockwell, a teenage boy named Steve was waking up.

The young lad yawned tiredly as he slowly pushed himself out of his bed. Then, he stretched his block arms and legs, getting them ready to work. His stomach rumbled hungrily, and so he trudged over to his chest and looked through it for a while before pulling out a cooked chicken. He then went over to his dinner table and began to nibble on it while he went over the schedule for the day.

"Let's... see..." he tiredly muttered, trying to snap his brain awake. "I think we're going to need to go work on the farm for a while, then I'll need to go get some food..." He tried to think, but he just couldn't snap out of the morning fuzz. Steve sighed, set his cooked chicken down, got out of his seat, and lightly hit his face a few times.

"Come on Steve, snap out of it." he said, as he felt his brain respond to the hits, becoming active. "Alright, so I'll probably need to go do some farming today. Then, I should trade some emeralds for food. If I get those done with fast enough, maybe I can have some free time to myself." Already decided on his schedule for the day, Steve went back to finishing off his cooked chicken. Once he was done, he pocketed some lunch from his chest and went out of his home.

Upon leaving his home, he was greeted by his pet pig, Joey, who had lived in the pig house he had built for him years ago. Joey ran up to him and nearly knocked him over.

"Good morning Joey!" Steve chuckled as he hugged the pig and rubbed him all over. Joey snorted contently as Steve fished out a potato. Upon spotting the delicacy, Joey squealed and tried to grab it out of Steve's hand, but Steve quickly pulled it back. "Hey!" Steve called to get the pig's attention. Joey looked back at him. "Ms. Sandston is going to look after you for today. So, you'll need to be a good piggy if you want this potato, okay?" Joey looked at him with urgency in his eyes, and then gave him a sad big-eyed look. Steve resisted the urge to give the potato to him right there. "You understand, Joey?" Joey, knowing he couldn't fool Steve, nodded in understanding. "Good. Now, wait right here until she gets here." he ordered the pig, and then set the potato and a few emeralds down on the top of his fence for Ms. Sandston to pick up once she arrived. Then, the teen headed off towards the farm.

Joey waited for his owner to leave out of sight before he jumped up in an effort to grab the potato on the fence, but failed. He then tried to push against the fence in an attempt to knock the delicacy off, but to no avail. Snorting in frustration, he looked around and noticed a nearby wooden log, and he trudged over to it, jumped up, and lunged at the fence. He slammed directly into the fence, but it held firm to the ground. The pig gave it one more try before the potato was knocked off and fell onto the ground. Triumphant, the pig snorted with a smirk as he picked up the treat and swallowed it whole.

Steve's POV

As I made my way towards the farm, I made sure to greet everyone in the village I passed by while they were headed off to their jobs. Here at Blockwell, everyone was pretty close. And people knew me really well and vice versa.

By the time I arrived at the farm, there were two other people working away in their plots of farmland, pulling out fully grown crops and planting new ones in the ground. I got to work and started on my own plot.

After half the day was gone, I was finished with my work. All the crops were harvested and replanted, and I went over to the harvest chest and stuffed all the crops in(except for a few potatoes, which I secretly planned to keep for Joey). I didn't ask to get paid in exchange for the plot owner's permission to take whatever crops I wanted. Nothing much out of the usual went on during the day, and after that was all gone and done with, I made my way to the town marketplace. I was planning to trade to get some more food, as I was running low, but I was also planning to get some arrows for when I would be assigned to go hunting.

Across the marketplace were dozens of stands with people shouting and offering their services and goods. As I was looking around, I bumped into someone by accident and nearly lost my footing.

"Oh, sorry about that-" I said as I turned to them before I immediately recognized the person. He was a light brown-haired teen with green eyes just like me(well, not the green eyes thing, or the light brown hair...). He wore a dark grey shirt with dark green pants, and light grey shoes to end it off. He noticed me and his annoyed face went away. "Hey Steve!" he shouted as he grabbed my shoulder, smiling happily. I smiled back.

"Good to see you, Will!" I responded. "I can't believe you got back from that other village so soon. What was it called?" I asked him, I had forgotten.

"Teran Village. Yeah, my parents decided to leave me behind and take care of myself while they went to see my grandmother." he revealed.

"Oh, what happened to her?" I asked, suddenly concerned.

"Nothing, she's just lonely." he said. I blinked.

"So... she's just lonely... and your parents left town in order to keep her company?" I muttered. Will scratched his head.

"Yeah, I really don't understand it either." he shrugged. "So, anyways, what're you doing?"

"Oh, well, I was about to trade to get food and arrows." I responded. "Ya know, boring stuff."

"Yeah, same here. I got things I need to get as well." he said. An awkward silence passed between us before I decided to move on.

"Alright, well, nice to see you again dude." I said and we looked around the marketplace.

"Same. Even though I didn't leave, but you know, plans change." he replied.

"Yeah, alright, I'm going to do my shopping." I said.

"Yeah, same. Take care." he finished as we walked off.

There were shops for a ton of things. I could see people selling ores, weapons, tools, enchantments, potions, and food. Immediately, I went over to the food shop. The man running the shop was Mr. Shear, a man in his thirties. He was a pretty cool person in general. I remember asking him if he could spare a loaf of bread or two one time and he had no problem with it.

"Hello Mr. Shear." I greeted him as I pulled several emeralds out of my inventory.

"Hello there son." he said back. "How can I help you today?" I looked over at his many signs, comparing the prices of various foods he had in stock. Some of his stock was out, but I had expected that since it was late in the day.

"I would like to get two loaves of bread, one steak, an apple, and two carrots." I requested.

"Well then, that will cost you roughly thirteen emeralds." he informed. I presented the gems to him and let him count them. "Very well, here you go." he said as he handed over the food I had purchased.

"Thank you sir, have a good evening." I told him.

"You too." he replied. I walked over to the weapons shop next and greeted the person running the shop. His name was Mr. Sword(A pretty straightforward name), and he looked to be in his thirties as well, but he had clearly seen many battles, with scars covering his body. He had a rugged look to his face and a permanent scowl on it.

"Hello there, Mr. Sword." I said to him. He looked down at me, his scowl not leaving.

"Oh, it's you. One of your friends threw eggs at my house last night." he said gruffly. I had no idea what he was talking about, but he was clearly in a bad mood.

"Um, I'm sorry to hear that, but I have nothing to do with that." I told him. He stared at me for a moment and I felt nervous and a little bit awkward.

"You're a good kid. You've never lied to me before, so I will give you the benefit of the doubt. But whoever did it is going to regret it." he promised. "Now, what do you want?" I looked over at the price of arrows. Each bundle of six arrows costed three emeralds.

"I'll take three bundles of arrows." I told him as he reached into the chest under the counter and pulled out several arrows, setting them onto the counter. I fished out nine emeralds and handed them all to him, and he tossed the arrows over to me. I stuffed the pointed weapons into my inventory.

"Thanks!" I told him, smiling earnestly.

"You take care, young one." he replied and I headed off for my home. The sun was already setting, and people were all headed to their places as well.

Once I got home, Joey was there to jump in my arms. My sister, Alex, was also home as well. She turned around to see me as I entered the house.

"Hey there." she said. I said hey back and went to sit down on the chair, tired out.

"So, how was fishing?" I asked her.

"It was something, I caught some interesting items, including an enchanted fishing rod." Hearing that caught my attention.

"You're kidding me... you can catch a fishing rod with a fishing rod?" I replied, confused. She nodded.

"I know, crazy right? Anyways, how was farming?" she asked.

"As fun as you'd expect." I sighed. Joey jumped into my lap and tried to lick my face. I chuckled a little bit before shoving him off.

"Now now Joey, I don't jump onto you and lick your face." I told him. The pig whimpered and walked over to Alex.

"Anyways, as usual, dinner's whatever you get for yourself." she said. "I'm not in the mood to make anything."

"Everything okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah, yeah. Just... yeah." She looked back to see me staring at her. "I'm fine!"

"If you say so..." I replied. "If anyone's bothering you, you can let me know. I'm your brother, I'll-"

"I know. Good night." was all she said before she went to her room. I was skeptical, but she wasn't talking to me, so there wasn't much I could do right now. I thought to myself for a moment before I decided I should turn in early as well.

"Alright, good night Joey." I said to the pig as I went off into my room. Once on my bed, I realized just how exhausting the day had been. It had been a particularly hot day, so I was bushed.

I laid down on my bed and cleared my thoughts, and then soon fell asleep.

As I was dreaming, I was within a void of nothing but blackness. There was literally nothing around me, I didn't even know if I had a body. It felt... peaceful... in a way, but at the same time I was unnerved. Then, I started to hear a low series of grumbles.

The grumble grew louder with each end, and they grew louder, until it sounded like a loud laughter.

"AND SO IT BEGINS, I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THE NEXT ONE TO RISE!" the voice roared, its voice hurting my ears. I wanted to cover them up, but I couldn't even feel my arms. Its voice sounded like an iron sword being dragged across a stone block.

"YOU AND I ARE GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN! :D"

Just then, I watched as a scene played out in front of me. It looked like there was an intense storm, and it appeared there was... an older me(?) standing in front of a great shadow. A faceless evil. He looked surprisingly brave.

"EVEN ACROSS THE TIMELINES, ONE CONSTANT WILL ALWAYS PLAY OUT! I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO DESTROYING YOUR WORLD!" the voice screamed. "THE DAY SHALL COME WHEN YOU WILL WANDER A BLOOD-SOAKED SEA OF DESPAIR, AND I WILL BE THERE TO COMFORT YOU WITH THE BLANKET OF DEATH!" And then, I woke up.