I got into Minecraft at the end of 1.6, only some days before 1.7 came out, a rather big update as we all know. I loved Minecraft because of its incompleteness, its bugs and all that. As Notch said "I added personality to it". It was personality. Was. I was a complete noob at the beginning and had to experiment all the crafting recipes myself. I didnt know how many there was and that fascinated me, how that endless list of combinations might have looked like. I maked myself a home, often at a mountain cliff with a stair leading up to it. It was the sandbox feeling that made it good. It was an endless world with an endless gaming experience. But after time, when I knew about all recipes, how many there was, what you used them for and even all the bugs that occured with them, all was boring. 1.8 ruined the game I say. It ruined the sandbox feeling, the endless gaming experience. There was goals everywhere. Obsidian for portals, achievements for no apparent reason, dungeons to succes exterminating, loot to be looted, potions, villages to settle in or scavange for even more loot. It was turning into a RPG. Much like Terraria, a game I never will enjoy as much as I did in the old days of Minecraft. And then came even "The End". Wasnt that the final sign of the endless gaming experience gone? I didnt play Minecraft for months, until today, as I thought the game deserved another chance, I would try to ignore the new stuff and locate the old. I set to Hardcore to give myself a challenge. I didnt remember much of the game and saw myself die in a couple of hours. It wasnt fun. There was even this rule to kill all mobs nearby before sleeping. Why would I do that? Could I not just sleep in the safety of my house? I dug down until the game determined me to be enough far away from the mobs to be able to sleep. Well, as I said, I died quickly and had a thought, why permanent death? Why the score afterwards? That was another goal.