Long ago, the world was filled with villagers. There were hundreds of professions the villagers had. They followed their dreams and became what they wanted to become. One of these professions was a scientist. Scientist villagers were always interested in experimenting with all the species in the world. Sheep were tested, cows were tested, even fish were taken to be tested in a special laboratory. But one day, things went horribly wrong. The scientists wanted to test on a villager, to see how it could be genetically modified. The experiment failed, and the first zombie was created. The zombie ate the scientists that created it, and chased away all the villagers from the village. The villagers eaten by the zombies turned into more zombies, and when the zombies mated, they created more zombies. Soon, the world was swarming with zombies. In a desperate attempt, the scientists tried to genetically modify a pig with gunpowder, to fight off the zombies. The project backfired, and, the creeper was made. So many monsters were destroying the world, no one was safe. Entire villages were torn down, cities were blown up, and the skeletons of the dead villagers were given bows to shoot down any other alive villagers. The spiders were also scared of this horrible event, so, to avoid being killed, they sided with the monsters. The spiders evolved to become bigger, and to fight all villagers. The spider eyes left on the ground from dead spiders quickly turned into the eyes of Endermen. Villagers were successful at killing off most of the endermen, which is why they're as rare as they are. Some that died went to hell, or the nether, which is why they can be sometimes spotted there. Most went to the end, where they found they're all mighty leader, the ender dragon. All endermen bowed down to this dragon, and soon, all other mobs did the same. Their objective? Kill. Some spiders evolved to live underground in mineshafts that were abandoned by the villagers, and poison anyone they attacked. Villagers turned into witches, squids turned into guardians, and some water got transformed into slime, which turned into the infamous Slime mob. No one was safe. The only thing that could save the villagers were mushrooms, which all monsters were allergic to. That is why no hostile mobs are on mushroom islands. One day a bit later, scientists were attempting to create a super human to destroy the monsters, when a creeper came in and blew everything flying away from the village. The potions spilled and landed on the ground, mixing to create you. Now you are in this world with no one and nothing. Your only superpower is the ability to break wood with your bare fist. With so many dead villagers, only some professions remained, and those are the ones you trade with. You are a super villager. It is your duty to rid the world of these monsters once and for all.


hey um thanks for reading my story. this is like my first planet minecraft story or something. so um diamonds are appreciated, and feedback is also appreciated if you want to. sry if this sucked, i'm bad at writing stories. but really though, what can you expect from someone who got a 70% in ELA 2nd quarter? so yea bye n stuff.