Hi my name is True, Im here to tell you about the life of Steve. Steve was born to father ‘Dock the Creator’, sister ‘Rena’, brother ‘Beast Boy’ in an unknown time years ago when the age of computers was feudal. At the time of his conception the world had failed technology. The leading scientists instead of helping, they turned against mechanization and brought the dead back to life.


Still rotting in the ground the dead rose, and those alive turned as the virus spread from one computer to another. Those who hid, the darkness found them and those groups who fought back dwindled as wave after wave of endless mobs attacked. Unrecognized to these scientists they created an unstoppable, an unmovable force. One force that was pure terror, the ghoul that waited in children’s dreams became reality.. The Enderdragon… He created and infected. Those that turned would add to the destruction, lurking around corners, the sun couldn’t kill, get close enough and they explode taking others with it. And this, this is how his father Dock died.


Steve, just a child, a concept of the creator, grew up watching others grow desperate as his world changed, formed, and perished around him. The air grew cold, rains came and went; time was just a figment of his imagination. As seasons passed and Steve grew and his brother and sister concept grew too. Always running and foraging, fighting, starving for a chance of a life without fear they kept reminding themselves that they needed to fight to survive... they needed to kill the Enderdragon or the world will never change..


One night, after an exhausting journey through a desolate, abandoned desert they found a cave. They needed shelter, food, before the mobs, zombies, or worse... Endermen came. Quickly they assembled a door, torch, and stove. Shivering in the cold his sister and brother stayed up and watched while he quietly slept. They had givin up. Their father dead and no other seen alive they walked hand in hand into the darkness.


The next morning Steve awoke, the door was open. Quickly gathering this things he stepped out into the sunlight. Searching around for Rena and Beast Boy they were no longer in sight. He understood, all that was left was a leather helmet and a wooden sword. He was the lone survivor of Minecraft, He was the last chance for technology, He was the lone ranger. He understood now it was his destiny to kill the Enderdragon and with this ending the dark age. For any survivors out there, know this, STEVE is coming! With axe and sword he will chop his way to victory!