A long time ago, in a time of blocks, there deep in the snowy tundra was a village. That village was full of farmers, miners and shop owners. After a time, soon that village turned into a town. Then people were getting more civilized and more people were settling down there. And after the town came a sprawling city full of good people from all across the land, from the desert to across the sea. Then finally one day there was a king of that sprawling city, and it was now a kingdom. That king commanded a great portion of the land, and with that he was the most favorable and was good to his people. But before all of that took place, when the kingdom was still just a village, there was a boy who's name was liam. Liam was the son of a miner, who lived on a rugged farm, and worked hard for his bread. He was eight, and worked from sun up to sun down with his 3 brothers, 2 sisters, mother, father, grandmother, and grandfather. They weren't poor, and they weren't rich either. One day liam went with his father to start learning how to mine. He was only eight after all, but time to learn the trade of mining. Liam and his father walked to the mine that was cleared out a week before, and picked up a shovel and pickax. His father started to teach liam the correct was of handling, then swinging the pickax. Soon he got the hang of it and got into the rhythm of breaking blocks. He then came across a black spotted block of coal, excited he collected it and showed his findings to his father. His father was pleased that liam had caught on so quickly to the trade and promised an extra helping at dinner if he could collect more. Liam excited about the prospect of extra helpings, scampered off to mine some more. An hour, two, then three hours passed, and liam had collected more coal in addition to iron, and gold as well as a piece of redstone. Then as he was walking back, he spotted something glistening in the dark. Squinting his eyes, he made out a block that was covered in glistening blue spots. As he got closer he discovered that it was a diamond block and was overjoyed with excitement and a feeling of pride of his finding. He started to break it and after collected his loot. He turned around and started to walk towards the opening of the mine. Then all of a sudden, the torches went out one, by one all down the mine shaft. Plunged in darkness, liam searched for his flint and steel to light a torch. In the darkness, two purple glowing eyes winked into existence. Liam lit the torch and revealed a enderman. Startled he started to run and realized the enderman was following him. He ran even faster and fell dropping the lit torch on the ground. Then he heard a hissing noise to his right and he turned his head and saw a creeper. Then a spider, and a zombie. surrounded, he put his bucket full of his ore down and got out his iron pickax. He then prepared himself for the onslaught. Liam's father was waiting for his son out near a tree and heard an explosion. He looked toward the mine shaft and was horrified to see a plume of smoke come out. All of a sudden he saw a shape walk through the dust and smoke. It was liam, with his bucket of ore and looking beat up and tired. Liam explained to his father what had happened and showed him his loot. His father feeling proud, hugged liam and told him that he would do great things one day, and one day he was doing great things. He was a king, a king of his people and the land. He would keep doing great things and live as long as he could to help the land and the people dwelling there prosper. Liam looked down upon the city and thought to himself, 'Well, i just guess that's the life of a miner.'