Day 1, Mid-Day:


This is my diary, I am John the Enderman. I was a carefree young lad with my friends Charley and Larry. Charley is a skeleton and Larry is a Gastroworm. We always had fun. We split to different Divisions of the NMA about 20 Days ago. Charley was sent to the sniper and Larry was sent to the soldiers, I was sent to the Recon. Ito s hard to be away from my two best friends, we were like the o Three Mobskateerso . I was shipped out with about 100 others, weo ve been on the ocean for about 10 days. No one knows exactly where were going, some say were being shipped to one of the strongholds. I hope we can get in and out of our operation quickly and without trouble.


Day 4, Midnight:


We just arrived at the Stronghold, I dono t have much time to write, but this place is HUGE! I never knew that anything so big could be underwater. I met another enderman like me, I think weo ll be good friends. Io ll write later theyo re making an announcement.


Day 5, Early Morning:


Turns out the announcement wasno t such good news. The Humans are starting an uprising, I wrote to my friends, Theyo ve probably been told the same thing. The Humans have grown bitter by their own mistakes, they make themselves feel better by taking their anger out on us. What have we done to them?! Grantedo ¦ Skeletons use Humans for target practice, but thato s only one mob!


Day 13, Sunrise:


My position is in the End World, thereo s a huge line to the portal and weo re going in one by one. We have an Ender Dragon for extra protection. I have a bad feeling in my gut about this battle. We must be in great danger, for there is a great number of troops. God save our souls.


Day 14, Sunset:


Weo ve just gotten word that the Stronghold has been breached, everyone is preparing for battle. I fear the worst for my friends, that they may already be dead. My position is on top of a healing tower I have a great view from here. Waito ¦ the humans are coming through! They all have diamond swords; Weo re doomed.


DoD (Day of Destruction) :
I am writing this with my dying breath, I am saying goodbye to my friends, my family, and the world. We have been overrun by the humans, I was a last resort, I failed. Io m sorry.