Hello! This was origionally going to be an entry for the Steve competition but wasn't finished in time, oh well! Im still gonna share it with  you all anyway! So enjoy!

P.S the story is 791 words long, good luck reading it all!

The Origin Of Minecraft - The Creation Story (Steve & Notch)



Far far back… beyond the creation of blocks, beyond the creation of elements, lived happily the lord, emperor, the creator of life and death. Notch himself. He watched over the land and treated it with respect and sufficient food for its survival. The world was small. Its growth restricted by a white endless barrier which could withstand anything that was thrown at it. But... Notch wanted more, Notch wanted more life something that could rule over the rest of the world, something… or someone who would look after this world care for it and nourish it. He called this person Steve. This man called Steve looked after the land and abided by Notch’s rules. Notch thought very highly of Steve how he obediently did whatever he was told. One night Notch thought Steve needed something in return, something permanent, “But what could I give him” said Notch to himself, he went quiet to listen but heard nothing but echoes, it was then he felt his loneliness, even though he had Steve, it wasn’t enough. He pondered whether Steve felt the same, like he needed someone else. It was then Notch came up with the idea, to give Steve a brother. It was upon that day he named this man, Herobrine, a hero to save Steve, to repay him for what he had done, his devotion to Notch.


 


Herobrine was a hard worker. Unlike Steve, Herobrine had a tendency to slack off his work and to concentrate on other things. Besides all that, Herobrine was a great friend to Steve and Steve was thankful for his gift.


And so the world continued on.


It was three years later when ‘it’ happened…


 


Notch had been working on the world; he introduced animals, weather, day and night. But little did he know the devastations that this ‘weather’ would create.


It all started one dark stormy night, Steve and Herobrine were working hard on their house, gathering resources all across the world.  It had started raining,


“Let’s head back indoors” said Herobrine.


“I’d rather not, we need to get this over and done with before sunrise” said Steve.


“Well I’m tired, see you later” said Herobrine.


“Suit yourself” said Steve as he walked off into the darkness.


As Steve walked he noticed something moving in the distance, a person with its arms outstretched,


“A zombie” Steve said to himself. He turned around.


It was coming towards Steve, it seemed friendly and kind. The zombie brought out an apple from his pocket…


“Thanks” said Steve, he reached out and took the apple and took a bite it tasted nice. Suddenly he heard running from behind. Something or.. more specifically the shape could be made out.. it was Herobrine. Herobrine seemed scared and frightened. He reached out his hand and pointed out in the horizon. There about a mile out stood dark devilish clouds, suddenly Steve was startled by a large clap of thunder, this thunder turned into lightning, this wasn’t normal lightning however. Tens of bolts of lightning struck down from the clouds every couple of seconds. “Quick, run!” said Herobrine. Almost immediately Herobrine grabbed Steve’s hand and they both set of back towards the house. “It’s too late! It’s catching us up faster than we can run” said Steve. Suddenly, a huge bolt of lightning hit the ground metres away from them. Sparks flew everywhere. It was here. Suddenly there was another and another until they were entirely enveloped in this horrendous storm. Suddenly out of nowhere another lightning bolt shot down from the sky. The world felt as if it had slowed down. Steve looked up to see the grim face of death looming out of the sky in the form of lightning. Steve looked down at Herobrine, Herobrine looked at Steve. Herobrine could see Steve’s lips moving as to say... “Sorry...”. Suddenly it dawned upon Herobrine of what was about to happen. Suddenly Steve shoved Herobrine out of the way. Almost immediately lightning struck Steve, directly through the middle of his head, killing Steve in an instant. All Herobrine saw was the light, the blinding light of death staring out at him. This was the end of Steve. Tears poured out of Herobrine’s eyes. His eyes… stained with the colour of the lightning, the colour of death.   Herobrine ran, tears gushing out. “He… he’s gone…”) – Suddenly the suns opened up, the storm faded away.           “Was this my punishment, for what I did..? I.. I…” Herobrine was extremely stressed; he saw a pig in the distance. Herobrine ran towards it and beat it to death. Herobrine fell to his knees, “Notch, I swear… I will terrorize this world until its end.. I… I…--“these words did not come out, it was useless.


 


The End!