There was once a boy named Steven, who, like most boys his age dreamed of adventure. When he was very young, his father died on a mining expedition. some say he fought valiantly against a swarm of monsters and a creeper finished him. Others say he was murdered for a diamond he found. so one day, steve went out into the forest and gathered some wood. he made himself a workbench. He sailed off by night through the unknown using a rickety old boat he crafted. He wasn't a very good crafter at the time. He landed eventually, and the place he found, he called it Minecraftia. To be continued....upvote, suscribe, go buy skyward sword, do whatever u need to help me if u liked this and want to hear more.