The Legend of ShadowClaw awaits...

Once there was a lone child, who's family left to join the war against the evil (mobs). He was too young at the time of the war, so he was not allowed to help. Instead, the child was told to stay in an underground bunker, walled with obsidian and an iron door. In the light of two torches (the bunker was fairly small, yes), he lived off stacks of bread that had been stored in five large chests. They were all full, and the child lived in the bunker for many years (minecraft time), until his food started to run out.

But by that time, the child was no longer a child. He was a strong, independent young man. He had unfortunately also forgotten his origonal name, so he was forced to decide on a new one. He decided on "ShadowClaw".

ShadowClaw, for the first time in his life, decided to break the rules. He walked casually to the iron door, and with his ten pieces of bread in hand, pressed the button. The door opened, and ShadowClaw ran out.

ShadowClaw spent a whole day running through a lit corridor, his mind set on seeing the daylight. But as he emerged from the tunnel, and into the light of morning, he looked down at his hands. They were black. Gasping, ShadowClaw looked down at himself. He was black, with a claw design on the front of his body.

A sinister laugh made ShadowClaw turn round. A dark person stood before him. The person was pitch black, apart from shining white eyes.

ShadowClaw knew he was in the presence of evil. He knew this evil had turned him into what he was. And he knew he had to stop it...