So I was playing minecraft, right? And I realized, that having no story, plot, or anything like that just bothered me,
So this is my take on it.

~~~Part 2 Now up~~~
www.planetminecraft.com/blog/the-real-story-of-minecraft-pt-2/
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"Where am I?" he thought. "How did i even get here?". He was sitting there in the grass. He stood up and looked around. "What even is this place?" He kept asking himself over and over. He kept walking and walking not knowing what to do next. It was beginning to turn nighttime. He panicked not knowing where to go, afraid of dying of from freezing to death during the night, an animal attack, or maybe another human being. He quickly disregarded his fear of another human finding him, hurting him, or something on lines of that, due to him walking around for hours and not seeing a single soul. He was sure he was the only there.

It was getting darker and darker out. He was close to giving up. He saw no lights, no people, or in general, no help. Since it was completely nighttime he needed a place to stay so no trouble came to him. He looked around and tried to spot anything useful. He saw nothing. He sat down. Confused, scared, bewildered. He was feeling all of those things and even more. While trying to figure out his true emotion, he spotted something in the dark night. It looked like an entrance. He ran over to it just to find out it was a cave. He went in figuring nothing could get any worse than the current situation he's in. He was a bit wrong.

He walked further into the cave. Everything seemed normal, so he went even further. He kept walking, looking around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary except for the different ores he saw on the wall. He came across them every once in awhile but didn't pay it a second thought. He decided to go back outside considering the cave didn't have anything of importance in it but the thing is, he forgot where the entrance was. He looked around hoping to find something familiar that will help him to remember where the entrance was. Something that looked out of the ordinary, like the ores, or a glimpse of light from the outside. Nothing. There was nothing to help him. He was lost. To make matters worse, he thought he heard a moaning sound, a hissing sound, and what sounded like a bag of bones being thrown around earlier when he was walking. He didn't pay much attention to it thinking it was his imagination. He then finally realized, he's not the only person there, or maybe the sounds he heard weren't made by humans but were sounds of things beyond imagination. At first he had a second of relief thinking it was some sort of help, but then realized, normal people don't make those sounds. Infact, he was hearing them now.

He quickly shot up from where he was sitting, trying to navigate through the darkness but the sounds of moaning and bones being tossed around were getting closer. He was in a frenzy, marveled that there might be other life here and what they might be but also terrified of the horrible creatures they might be. He was running and running and the sounds were getting closer and closer until they stopped. He thought he lost, when out of nowhere he feels a sharp pain in his ribcage. He stunned. He feels another sharp pain but in his leg. Then another and another. He feels close to death but yet he feels a sense of peace at the same time thinking that he will finally be out of this strange place he was in but he quickly came to his senses and sprinted out. He felt like he was going to pass out from excruciating pain he felt but he was determined to escape. As he was running he saw a light. A light from the outside. He ran over to the exit hoping that somehow he will be saved from the light. He got to the exit and kept running as far as he could but looked back for a couple of steps to see that what he was being chased by was a man made out of a bones and another man who had flesh hanging from him and looked lifeless, no emotion. But as soon as the two creatures stepped into the light, they burned. He was shocked to see them burning but relieved at the same time. But he kept running away.

After awhile he was far from the cave. He couldn't even comprehend what happened there, what those creatures were, and more importantly, where he was. His mind was going crazy, not even knowing what to do next and slowly becoming angrier and angrier each minute until he completely lost it. In a rage, he punched the nearest thing to him which happened to be tree, over and over again until hiss knuckles bled, but not realizing that his rapid hits, took out a small chunk of the maple causing a small cube to come out. He was shocked. All the anger rushed out of his body but was being filled with curiosity. He picked up the cube and marveled over it for a few minutes but not being able to figure how to use it. At that point he gave up and threw it at the ground in front of him, but only to find, it spawned a block just like the one he broke.