We all know who Steve is. A brave adventurer, more noble then the villagers of the south, stronger then obsidian and faster than a wild ocelot, but let me tell you a story, from deep inside his heart and soul, covered with cobwebs and vines, for it had not been recalled in many a year.

Once, in the lovely countryside of the planet earth, a handsome  man, and a beautiful lady lived peacefully among the fields of wheat and melons. If one thing about there existence could not be doubted, it was there eternal love for each other. Steve, a strong warrior from the extreme hills biome, trained by the villagers of the south, and Alex, a kind and beautiful lady from the flower fields of the north. There destinies were intined more then they realised, for they had met before at the gathering of the great wizards. As they watched the wizards raise the obsidian walls of the portal, their eyes fell upon each other through the cloudy purple veil of the lit portal. Never taking their eyes off each other, they moved together. before the could feel each others touch, a fierce grunting erupted from the portal, and hundreds of horrifying beast flew from the portal. They had long tentacles, and ghastly eyes, therefore being known as Ghasts. Steve was blown back as an great ball of fire exploded at his feet, and Alex was taken into the portal by the great beasts. Another explosion destroyed the portal, and the rift between their worlds and their love, was closed.



Steve was destined to get his true love back, so he erected a new portal, one heavy block at a time, until he was able to cast the incantaion and open it. When he stood inside, he instantly fainted, for the immense heat was a vast difference in temperature from the southern hills. trapped in a coma of heatstroke from so long, his memories faded from him, but he held on tightly to his true love, Alex.

The villagers of planet earth, who believed Steve and Alex to be dead, erected a huge monument seperately for them, so they could never be together, even in stone...




Waves lapped on the shore of a frozen beach. the sudden change from blistering heat to moderate cool snapped Steve from his coma. With no knowledge of the land around him, and of fighting or crafting, he slowly came to realise that he had no chance of survival. He attempted to make a sort of pickaxe, to dig a cavern to live in, but found that it soon broke, and he was forced to use better materials.
By night, he had created a small cave of which to reside in. He slept inside on a floor of stone, but was waken by a hissing from outside. He looked out of the small door he had crafted from wood, and was shocked by what he saw. A hideous, green beast from beyond this world. 'Beyond This World'. He suddenly remembered the horrifying ghasts of his dreams, or were they memories.

After a horrifying week of avoiding disgusting monsters, he was able to catologue them all from zombies to creepers to gigantic spiders walking skeletons exceled at the skills of archery. With a sudden relisation, he figured out where he was; Minecraftia, the fabled land of legends. people where often taken from there home and sent to an infinitely long landscape, where they must survive to escape, with no one to help them, or love them. Love, was a curious thing to Steve. He did not understand it, but felt a strange attraction to it, as if in his past life, he had once loved someone. He shook his head and mumbled to himself that it was a ridiculous notation, and that he had better try to find civilisation on this island.