As usual, it was a regular, boring evening in Steve's unexplained life, from when he was dumped into the middle of no where, and had to fight for himself. He figured this evening would be just like all of his others. Milk the cows, harvest the chicken eggs, and shear the sheep. Little did Steve know, that would be the only regular thing about it.
When Steve finished shearing his four sheep, he was turning back to go to the house and sleep, to avoid too many monsters showing up and scaring his livestock. He was walking to wards the house, but stopped and looked over to his right, and he saw rail tracks. He was very confused as to why they were there, because he hadn't put them there himself, and didn't know where they led. Steve's curiosity got the best of him, and pulled out his sword, and started walking towards where the tracks peaked around the hill.
He got there to take a closer look, and saw they were placed on top of a cobblestone path that ran under the rails, as far as his render distance could allow him to see. As he thought there couldn't be anything too bad about to occur, he started following the rails. Steve saw something placed next to the track in the distance. He sprinted over the the object, soon noticing it was a chest with a sign. The sign read, "Be warned of the dangers ahead." He thought it was kind of goofy, but he was also a bit worried by this. He had never noticed those tracks before, and he knew no one else could be in this deserted world. He opened the chest, expecting the worst. Inside he found a single mine cart, and 2 spider eyes. He didn't understand why the eyes were in the chest, but he brushed it aside, and placed the cart on the tracks, gave a push, and jumped in.
The ride was slow, but Steve didn't mind, and by now, it was almost around midnight. Steve enjoyed watching the moon and it's phases, and the beauty of the stars. As he was gazing up at the astral objects, the rail tracks dropped down into a cave, and he was now spiraling to bedrock. It spooked him, but he didn't jump off of the cart, because Steve has been underground for mining before. The cart had leveled out and the rails were leading straight again. Suddenly, the rail tracks made a sharp right, Steve made an audible "THUD" against the cobblestone block that had stopped the cart. As he look up to see where he was, his stomach dropped, and he had a hard time breathing.
He was at the Ender-Portal. He had no clue how these tracks had led to it, and he knew he wasn't ready to face the Dragon yet. Steve got out of the cart, and looked around, then walked slowly towards the portal. He looked into the spectral portal, and noticed it was completed... It was strange, he knew there should have been some pieces missing. He heard something behind him, and pulled out his sword as he turned. He didn't turn fast enough because something thudded him over the head, and he blacked out.
When Steve woke, he noticed he wasn't near the portal anymore. He was in the Nether. He started panicking, and ran, but to no avail. He was on an island in the middle of a lake of lava, and he stopped, and looked in his inventory, and saw he didn't have anything. His food, sword, pick, shovel, ax, and his torches, were all gone. He turned around and saw a creature. He didn't understand what it could be. It was a mix between a skeleton, and enderman, a zombie, and a pigman. It's features were distorted, and hard to recognize. The flesh had melted off his face, giving the skeleton look, he had long dark limbs like an enderman, and Pigman legs. He torso area was rotting, making him look like a zombie. He had a horrible coarse, dry, voice as he roared towards Steve, "You! You killed all of my minions! They were mine! I owned them and they hunted and served me! You killed them!" The Beast could barely talk, and it made him sound horrifying. Steve was cowering under his tall, dark figure. "I...I'm sorry.... I...w...was defending my-myself..." Steve wimpered. He stopped listening to the beast as he closed his eyes, and tried to think back to when he had a family, and wasn't dropped in the cursed land. Suddenly, everything went dark. And the only thing Steve could see was his family, his two children all grown up, and no evil lurking anywhere in sight. He was free from the curse laid upon him.
That vision had disappeared, and when he had woke, he was near his house. It was morning, and Steve didn't remember anything, The only thing he could feel was rage, and hatred for humans. But why had he felt this? He went to scratch his head, but couldn't feel his arms. He sat down on the grass and thought about what to do. Steve then saw his front door open, and out walked someone who looked just like Steve... In fact, the person now in the front yard looked exactly like him. Steve became enraged, and ran towards this clone. When he got close, all you could hear was, "sssssssssSSSSSSSSSSSS..."

This is my very first Minecraft story, and the theory behind it is in singleplayer, when you die, Steve gets reincarnated into a monster, when he was hit and blacked out near the ender portal, in when he died, and being in the nether, he was talking to the master of all monsters, which turned him into a creeper.
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