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In this small diary, I share with you my hatred towards a particular person, what I have done to that person and what I want to do to that person in the future. How can one feel so much hatred toward another only to drown in sorrow after committing a terrible act toward them?
I remember the time when everything was normal. People loved my games, people loved me. I made new games every few months - concept games, sequels, prequels, remakes, everything. Then he came along, ruined everything.
It was September, I had just finished my new game and was ready to release it to my fans. The game was about breaking blocks and gathering resources in order to survive. When I started uploading the game to a website I put all my games on, I saw that a new game developer named Steve released a new game. The game was about killing monsters in a very large open world and it was quickly gaining popularity. When my game finished uploading, I went to bed.
The next morning, I saw that my game was hardly viewed by anyone. Besides that, I saw that Steve’s game reached more than 100,000 downloads, in one night! I realized my game wasn’t very good, so I deleted it and immediately started working on a new one.
I abandoned the new game after a week, when it came to me that if the game I deleted becomes more than a game with the latest technology, it could actually be very popular. Once I thought it all through, I emailed the company that made the More Than A Game devices. More Than A Game was the latest technology made to literally suck you into the game, temporarily of course.
Everything was set up, now all I needed was to give my main character a name. I thought about giving him a name related to the word “hero”, as he is the hero of the story. Although, “Hero” wasn’t a very good name, it needed something after. I kept thinking and in the end decided to continue it with my last name and I came up with “Herobrine”.
Weeks later, I released my game, which now worked on More Than A Game! The amount of downloads it had was ridiculously small! It was like I had been forgotten, and it was all because of that stupid Steve!
“Oh how I would love to see him suffer, if only he knew the pain of being alone in this world, with only idiots around you who can’t speak…. “ - I said to myself.
And then, it came to me! There was a way I could make him feel what I felt, a way I could see him suffer. Now all I needed to do was find him.
I had done it. Steve was now stuck in a world with nothing but evil creatures and idiotic villagers to keep him company. I thought with this people would finally recognize me again, things would be the same as they were before. Little did I know, Steve would still get in my way…
It was great for a short while, my old game was back up and it seemed pretty good to the audience. The only problem was, Steve was it’s main character, and he was being recognized as one of the leading characters in gaming. Even as an isolated character surviving in a new world without people, Steve still managed to beat me, he still managed to win! If only there was a way I could replace him, a way I could get his popularity.
A few weeks later I was contacted by a company about sponsorship. When I saw the email, I nearly jumped out of my chair! After I actually read it, I was ready to start crying. The company only wanted to sponsor me if I made games with Steve as the main character of them all. I turned them down and sat down for a moment.
I succeeded in one thing at last in my life - making games. In school I was being pushed around all the time for the way I do my hair, for the way I dress up, for everything. In fact most of my classmates didn’t even know I was a girl. I wasn’t too bad at any subjects but I wasn’t exactly the best either. I had no friends and spent my days either arguing with my parents or on the computer, meeting people online. At least the people I met online understood me, welcomed me.
Steve seemed to be great at everything, everybody loved him. He would talk with some major game developers and have a laugh while I would just be the one standing in the corner watching them, next to the strange man that looked a lot like Steve. In his autobiography I read that he had a great childhood, he had an A in all subjects, a large group of friends, his life was perfect, the exact opposite of mine.
Even while stuck in a game he killed every monster I threw at him, slayed every boss and mined every ore in the entire game. Despite knowing he was stuck in a world which he will never leave, he seemed perfectly fine. He had conversations with the villagers even though they didn’t understand a single thing he said. He tamed packs of wolves, made huge farms and huge buildings, and yet I was still crying every night hoping that I will wake up being a different person, a better person with a better life.
I wanted to join him, in my own world, witness my own creation and hopefully gain attention just like he did. I wanted to fight my own monsters, slay my own bosses and talk to villagers just like him. The next day I immediately went to work to get into the same world he was in…
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...Nothing had changed. I was in the world, I was doing all the things I wanted to, yet people spoke bad things about me, they said that Steve was better and that I completely ruined the game.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I went to the nearest lake, far away from the home I set up in a small village near a stronghold. I stood on the cliff, waiting to jump. There was a bit of hesitation, but when I thought it all through again, I just jumped.
After Alex jumped into the lake, everything became silent. Moments later, someone appeared on the cliff. It was Steve, he had come to rescue her. He jumped down into the lake carrying an extra diamond helmet enchanted with respiration. He quickly took Alex out of the water and carried her to his home in a nearby cave system. I stood next to them with great discretion, watching them with my big white eyes.
After several minutes, Alex was awake.
“You! You saved me?” - she asked Steve.
“Of course. How did you get in here? Do you know who put us both in here? How do we get out?” - he started asking her questions.
The words were like thunder to Alex. She stopped for a moment, thinking carefully what to say next.
“It was me...I put us both in here. I wanted people to stop loving you so much, I wanted people to love me again, I wanted them to care…” - she told him, with regret for her actions.
“It was you!??!?You’re the reason I’ve been suffering all this time? And I saved you?” - Steve shouted at her full of anger.
“I’m sorry...I didn’t think…”
“Didn’t think what? That you may actually hurt someone? That I’d just absolutely love being stuck in a world with nothing but monsters and villagers? Or did you just not think about the consequences? I’ve had it, you can have these caves, you can sit here forever, just leave me alone.” - he said and then stormed off.
“No wait! Don’t go! Please!”
It was too late, Steve was gone and Alex was left in the pouring rain. She was sad. For the first time, she thought about the situation from Steve’s perspective, not her own. They both went their separate ways, surviving in the vast world filled with adventure, the world of Minecraft, never to meet again…
Or did they?
SOME NOTES:
Thanks to you guys, this came in 7th place in the contest! I'd like to thank you all, for supporting me, for helping me along the way and for just being great in general. This is a huge success for me, and I hope for even better success in the future.
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| Credit | Huge thanks to ScarletBox for the title image. |
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