Attempts at mythologizing the creation of Minecraft have been made countless times, but I haven't really been satisfied with any of them, so I've decided to make my own version. I'm aware that its literary interest may be rather limited, especially as I am not a native English speaker, but still, I think it has some sort of originality, in that everything has been inspired by real facts and quotes of Notch and other Mojangsters.

It was initially made for roleplay purposes.


I'd be eternally grateful to any people pointing out mistakes.

If any of you wants to contribute to this, that would be great.


Thank you for reading!




The Void and the Filth


The Void is the beginning and the end of all things. The Void is fun, the Void is love, the Void is life. The Void is endless, the Void is pure, the Void is a mystery. The Void gives, the Void takes back, the Void inspires, the Void is creation, the Void is good, the Void is fair. The Void is empty only to those who cannot fathom its Mystery and to the nasty servants of the Filth.

The void is filled with all sorts of ideas and thoughts, bright and pure. The Void is filled with fun.

Wandering souls of those who dream the dream of life are hovering over the Void, attracted by Its dazzling light, and they wish to become a part of It, but one does not simply fathom the Mystery.

Under the Void is a filthy mire filled with dark ideas and nasty thoughts that keep trying to influence and take over the Void, but they are too petty to be worthy to scratch just a thousandth of its glory. These form the Filth, a nest of anger, wrath and hate.

Before there was nothing but the void.






Once upon a time, the bright ideas and the pure thoughts formed into a being. That was Notch.




The emergence of Notch


Notch wasn’t born. He spawned out of ideas that were floating in the Void. He was begotten by the Void.

He was 11 feet 6 inches tall and glowed in the dark. His favourite colour was purple, the colour of the Void and his favourite weapon was the bow.

Notch was a pure and perfect creation of the Void.






Notch begins the Creation


The Void called Notch, and suggested Him to create a shelter for all the poor souls that were hovering over the Void, dreaming the dream of life, to give them the opportunity to enter the Beatitude of the Void.

Notch threw a few blocks of cobblestone into the Void, and that was the world. He called it Minecraftia.

At first it was rather small and inhospitable. It was just a barren chunk of rock stuffed with caves.

Then He covered the cobblestone with dirt and grass.

Notch wanted the world to be a huge melting pot of fun and emergence. He wanted the world to be a hard place to live in, for a lack of challenge kills the fun. He wanted every block of the world to be here for a reason.

Notch said: “There shall be no fake doors that don’t lead anywhere, no trees can’t be cut down, and no made up story.




Notch creates stevekind


Notch created a being made from nothing but milk and love. He jokingly called it Steve?, for He didn’t want to command its destiny, and wanted it to chose its own name and path.

Then He took one of the numerous souls that are dreaming the dream of life over the Void and woke it in the being He had created.

The first steves were called Schtee and Muku. Then followed many others, and there were less and less wandering souls dreaming the dream of life over the Void.

Notch promised to the steves that He would never let them down, and that He would keep making the Creation better as long as they are faithful to Him.


He made the world crawling with deadly creatures.

These were the early days of the Creation, the first year of our Lord Notch. These were the old days of floods and giants, the old days of Rana.




The Filth lurks the Creation


The Creation was shining in the Void, enlightening all parts of the universe, attracting all the wandering souls that dream the dream of life.

However, the Filth was bubbling, and the dark thoughts that form its stinky mire were longing for taking over the world of Notch, as they always crave to possess and rule over what comes from the Void.

The Filth has been trying to penetrate the perfect Creation of Notch to corrupt it ever since.

The Filth always tries to drag the steves away from the beatitude of the Void. The steves who follow the path of the Filth shall not receive the beatitude, only the dark and filthy mire.

Anger, wrath, hate, jealousy, envy, those lead to the Filth.




The plague of cheaters


Soon after Notch set the first cobblestone block of the Creation, the vile ideas of the Filth corrupted some of the steves, suggesting them that they could be gods, that they could easily access the beatitude of the Void, the pure Fun, and bypass the quest that the steves must perform. There is no god, though, there are only bright ideas floating in the Void, and there is only one Creator, our beloved Lord Notch. Cheaters are heretic, because trying to be gods kills the fun. They shall not know the beatitude of the Void every steve yearns to know. Thus, the steves that had let the dark ideas of the Filth penetrate their mind were turned into soulless legions of cheaters that struck the world of Notch. It was the plague of cheaters.




The birth of creepers


As the steves were hungry, Notch decided to create pigs to feed them, but instead of a pig, a nasty being came out, the creeper, and since that day it wanders in the world to ruin the creativity and hopes of the steves, in order to drag them down to the Filth. The creeper wasn’t begotten by the Void, it spawned out of dark ideas from the filthy mire. The creeper is not from Notch, it is an anomaly from the Filth.




The first followers of Notch


Soon after the beginning of the Creation, some among the steves started following Notch: there were Carl, Jakob, Dock the father of Rana, Kappische, Jeb the heir, Junkboy whose face mustn’t be looked at and Tobias, and then many others.-Since then His followers have been taking part into the Creation, piously accomplishing the will of our Lord Notch.




The creation of Mojang


Notch created a sacred place, Mojang, for His followers to stay. This place was sanctified by the Void. It had one half in the world, and one half in the Void. Fridays at Mojang were dedicated to celebrating the Creation, and since that period this day is sanctified.




The Mystery of the Void


There was a painter, Kris, and Notch was touched by his paintings, which expressed the Mystery of the Void. Since that time these paintings are found in the world, and as every block of the world, they have a purpose and a reason to be here.

The world carries the Mystery of the Void, and living in the world is a quest, at the end of which is a moment of enlightment, some ambiguous wisdom that may grant access to the beatitude of the Void.

Notch kept showering the steves with blessings, iron, tools, obsidian, crops, gunpowder...




Thomas the sheep


Then came the worshipers of Thomas the sheep. Thomas the sheep was a false divinity, a mundane sheep that some steves who were under the influence of the Filth were ironically encouraging others to worship, as a sign of mockery of our Lord Notch. Thomas the sheep begot the trolls.

The Filth has its own kind of fun, not the beatitude of fun that is in the Void, but dirty fun, the one that is made at other’s expense.

Trolls, cheaters, griefers, they are all possessed by the Filth.




The redstone era


Then the Creation entered in a new age, and there were ten seecret days that brought new tools for the steves to express their creativity. This was the beginning of the redstone era.




The celestial music


Among the steves was a musician, and he had the kind of talent that is only found in those who are blessed by the Void. His faith was so overwhelming and his music so accurately expressing the Mystery, that he vanished and his spirit has been floating in the beatitude of the Void and his celestial work has been resonating in the Creation ever since.




Miclee and the bacon cape


Notch continued to shape the landscape and plant new trees, and then the first portal to the Nether was opened.

There was a steve called Miclee, who was living alone in the Nether, rejected by other steves, for he was said to be half a pig. He was therefore very sad, and kept obstinately praying Notch to send him friends. Notch, to console him, allowed him to have descendants. Miclee begot beings that were like him, half steves half pigs and was fulfilled. He was the father of pigmen.

Notch offered him the Bacon cape as a reward for his faith. As the steves were jealous of Miclee, Notch took the cape away, because He knew that jealousy leads to the Filth.




The Far lands


There was a steve walking tirelessely to the Far lands, the edge of the world. He was asked by his fellows what he was expecting to find there, but he answered: “It is not about the goal, it is about the journey”.




Herobrine


The dark ideas that crawl in the filthy mire were boiling so strongly out of envy that they begot a being: it was Herobrine, the father of lies, sneaking up behind the steves to suggest them dark thoughts and impure ideas.




The End poem


Notch kept showering the steves with blessings, and the sunsets became more vivid.

Back then Jeb the chosen heir built most of the structures that can be seen in the world nowadays.

Then a new portal was opened leading to a place named the End, and it was the beginning of the era of enchantments and potions.

There was a poet called Julian, and he wrote a poem, expressing the Mystery of the Void. This poem is guarded by a dragon in the End, but killing the dragon is not the most difficult part for he who wishes to reach the beatitude of the Void.




Notch versus Bethesda


There was a fearsome giant with a thousand eyes called Bethesda. He wanted to put Mojang down and to kill Notch, because he was under the influence of the Filth. However the Void was with Notch, and Notch defeated Bethesda.




Akronman


The Void is fair and good, but sometimes luck just randomly strikes. Akronman didn’t do anything. He was just lucky and received a cape.




Notch retires


Then Notch passed on to Jeb the duty of the Creation, for Jeb was not only a scholar of great knowledge, he was also Notch’s most faithful and dedicated follower. Our Lord put his hat down and retired in a golden room full of candy, in a golden palace on the top of a sacred mountain.