My name is Steve. It has been about 6 weeks since the nuclear outbreak. I am the only human alive. I shouldn't get to ahead of my self, let me state my backstory. Minecraftia was at war. It all started from a simple mistake. A nuclear power plant exploded, and the government thought it was a nuclear bomb, so they sent out a bomb. It missed it's target and hit South Aminica. So then, it started just a war between the two Amineica's. Then, South Amineica developed a different form of radiation, and struck North Aminica. When it hid, it realeased radiation all across the world it was so powerful. I read the news and was the first to get to a bunker. Everyone had turned into mutants. Archer's skin melting. Civilians scavenging for food, when they couldn't find any, they went after my flesh. Pigs turned into strange mutants, and gunpowder from the bomb got into them, making them able to explode. The many that died instantly went to the Nether. Pig that died from radiation instead of becoming mutants, became zombie pigmen. Peaceful slimes became giant and angry, while those who died, again, went to the nether. Some South Aminicans were still making weapons, and made a super powerful one. They called it "The Wither" Sadly, it wents wrong and destroyed all their research.... and researchers. After the war ended, everything was peaceful, mostly. All humanity was wiped out. The only things that exist are mutants and what I call "Testificates." They are nearly human, but not quite. They are kind of, strange looking. I was quickly able to find enough fresh water to be able to survive 3 weeks, but then I got into digging. I dug and dug and dug till bedrock. I built shelter and found non-mutant animals that survived. So that is how I got to be where I am.