The life of Steve part 6: Revenge


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Steve was walking down a road at the dark of night. He was on a floating island. With many pillars made of obsidian,
he saw himself, flying, with two other people. Oddly, he recognized the other two. Notch and Herobrine. They were both brothers. Herobrine was dead, but had a body on earth, which he possessed. Steve had first seen a glimpse of Notch. He had appeared for one second, and then disappeared. They were flying, and they kept following a purple dragon, which was coming straight for him. Herobrine teleported in front of him. Herobrine then disappeared, the dragon coming right at him.


o AAAAAHHHHH!!!!o He finally had woken up from the horrible dream. He tried to forget that. He tried to think of what happened in real life. He was excellent with swordplay, archery, mining, farming, crafting, and exploring. He had named his sword Haeferun, and he had a pickaxe, a hoe, Haeferun, his bow, which he had named airipper, a compass, a map, and his favourite crafting book, Notcho s Guide to Crafting. It had all the crafting recipes made in the history of Minecraft, and it had helped him use it. He was not as bad at enchanting, except that all the tools he enchanted set on harmless fire.


He wasno t bad at building, but he was much too impatient. His crafting skills had led him to blacksmithing, which he helped the blacksmith very much. He remembered throwing a potion of weakness at him, and then throwing him a golden apple, which he ate obediently. He was okay at potioneering, but he could not memorize the mind map made in A first-handero s guide to beginnero s, intermediateo s, and experto s potion. The mind map was on the 30th page, on the beginnero s side. He was absolutely awful at writing, which he failed in school, back in planet earth. And his unforgettable scenery from exploring was no question. Planet Earth was nothing compared to what Minecraft showed him. Floating islands, Mountains stretching to the clouds, jungles, and many more.


He looked outside, and there was a creeper looking straight at him. He yawned, and then went outside. He could hear the creeper starting to hiss. o Do not even try.o He did one of those epic 360degree spins while holding the sword out. He looked behind him. The creeper had gone, and there was gunpowder was their where it used to be.


o HEY!o Supret, the monster hunter, had come up behind a house, and was running at him. o WHY ARE YOU OUTSIDE?!o He roared. o Why dono t you make iron golems to protect the city?o he asked. o Are you saying Io m weak?o o Io m saying thereo s only one of you. If you could have more people, or things, protecting Aftigoc, you could survive.o o Ah, shut up.o o I will not shut up.o o Leave this village, now.o o What?o o LEAVE THE VILLAGE. ARE YOU DEAF?o o FINE!o He would not stay here with this amateur idiot, while he was still had life skills. If he wanted him to say that, he would agree.


Steve was being pestered day and night from this guy. He was already in his house packing. He had stocks of diamond, his materials, bookshelves, enchantment table, crafting table, furnace, cooked food, cats, dogs, and his tools. He suddenly had a jerk upwards. There was breathing in his voice. And not his. It was deep breathing, not human. o Kill Supret. What has he done to you? Pestered you, taken your deep patience away.o He was listening to the voice. He grabbed his chest and put it in his inventory, with all his stuff in his chest. He grabbed his diamond sword, and went outside. Supret was there. o HAAHH!!o he screamed. He had not even noticed him gone, when he was leaving. He felt a mixture of guiltiness and relieve, as he climbed the fence. He looked back, and he was too far from the village to see it. He walked on.