Imagination is limitless

        The things that I have done in the over-world has made a mark. Things that could be changed by me and only me. I could build the greatest castle anyone can imagine. I could do miraculous things with my two hand's that I have shaped with both by my blood and sweat. My house that was once a simple wooden cabin, now turned into a four story mansion. As far as I know, diamond is the strongest substance in the over-world which I can manipulate. I tried with the villagers but they don't have hands. They just walk around and murmur a mute grumble. As for I, I just know what I have learned, which would be crafting and my name. That name is Steve. And I have just found something VERY different from the over-world from what I know. Whatever those creatures were I would like to know more about them. And just show them what they need to do in order to survive. But I should start of how this little escapade of adventure these creatures has brought me.

There was also a story I told them. A story about how I think I came to be, and this world. But that is for another time.

You see, I was at my mine usually keeping an eye out for coal. I was running low so the un-explored ravine that I had found two days ago would do for now. There was barely any of the substance I was looking for down there so I just kept on digging with my iron pick with small enchantment's like Efficiency I and more. Seeming that mining was a fruitless endeavor and use for my pick I climbed back up to the surface with merely five pieces of coal in my inventory. With more than needed cobblestone too. Sighing I looked back up to the sun and found that the last rectangle ray of light disappeared from my sight from a sand dune. Darkness was vastly approaching and I need to get back to my shelter. Why? because creature's made from un-godly fear come and roam the  world until daylight.  As I was saying, I was following the way to my house from my gravel road littered with torches and glow stone.

To be true I thought I would be safe from the creature's which roam the night. But I was wrong. While nearing my destination I heard a chilling sound. Groans, clanking bones and the hiss of a Creeper. Now running, Opening the door to my mansion, I plopped down on my red wool bed and rested to the on-coming day. When I woke I did the same things that I do in the morning's. Eat some pork-chops, whack some wood, and just go out. I went for the mine again but along the way something caught my eye. A bright flash came. Curiosity taking over of my body, I came to a clearing. Needless to say I was in a big surprise for what I was going to see. Which was the day I saw those creature's. The total of them were six. All verifying in color: Pink, orange-y kind of pallet, a light lavender, pure cyan, which in turn had a multicolored mane, cream, and cloud white.

They also seem to have some type of pictures on their, flanks? But I don't mind that as I stare at the creatures intently.

As I watch, their breathing was dangerously shallow. This can only happen by damage yet I don't see any wounds. But there was a problem, I didn't have any potions with me. Knowing this I got slightly panicked. Wood splintering was heard behind me with zombies, spider's, skeletons and many more. This confused and scared me to no end since there were much more of them then other nights. Grabbing some armor from my inventory and sheathing my sword, I walked cautiously toward the door. The splintering became more frantic every time I took a step but that didn't phase me. I let my hand cover the door knob and swung it open, simultaneously swiping my sword left and right. The three zombies in front of me fell, blood covering my armor from the attack. All of the mobs then went at me all at once. Even though they can nearly survive a day, I have lived for thousands of years. Using some experience, I poured it into my blade. And with a hefty swing, a blast of energy swiped across the area killing most mobs almost instantly. But they kept on coming.

Even drained, I kept on fighting. Arrows nicked my armor and exposed skin but I didn't even flinch. I have had much worse injuries in the past. I jumped, swung and stabbed so may of them I forgot the count. A red tint glittered by my eye and craned my neck over. The sun was near rising. Smiling I continued my volley of attacks on the mobs. Zombies and skeletons burst out in flames taking out nearly half of the army. I ran at them cutting every one of them, body or bone, I didn't care. Spiders fled without notice. While a creeper was impaled by my sword. All of the mobs then fled back into the shadows while the dead burst into dust and clouds. While I stood, arrows and scratches lining my body in many places. Blood covering my armor and my blade.

I stood exhausted and breathing heavily. 'I guess i am getting old' I chuckled to my self and dragged my sword back to my mansion. I was limping from an arrow dug deep into my knee which was hard to even limp. I then got to my door. Slowly lifting my hand I opened it. The creatures were still asleep yet a bit more comfortably. I tried to head to my spare bedroom but I found myself on the floor. I tried to stay awake but to no avail they closed. I tried to stay awake but my eye lids won't respond. Shakily. I turned myself onto my back and letting the darkness wash over me in relive.

The last thing I heard was horrified gasps but it was to late. I was already asleep.