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You're tunneling through the earth, hunting, searching for diamond, gold. Nothing but your trusty pick, and a bow for protection. You're hunting for something that will let you move up through the world. And at last you find it. A piece of gold, shimmering in the darkness. You set your lantern down and begin whacking away at it with your pick, when suddenly, terror strikes. You had not fortified the tunnel, when suddenly a tonne of gravel comes pouring through the earth, blocking your escape route and smothering your lantern.

Minutes, hours, days go by as you realize no one if going to help you. While, in this strange world you've never HAD to eat, you can still feel yourself wasting away in the darkness, the only thing you have left now is your bow and the gold trapped in the wall. This cave is now yoru prison.

Years go by. You're physical body has all but wasted away to bone, your mind tormented and twisted. You hear something, but dismiss it as mere cave noises until you see something you haven't seen in centuries. Light. Another person, like you, well, like you were at least. However, your mind, having only had the gold in the cave with you to fixate on, perceives this new entity as a foe, here to take what is rightfully yours. Without thought you draw an arrow and fire at him, again, and again. Surprised by your presence, this man draws a weapon, and bashes you until your bones finally release. You fall apart, piece by piece until your mind is finally liberated and free, and you embrace death.
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Miner's Log, May 2nd, 2011
Found a skeleton in an enclosed cavern, deep down, with a single gold ore block in the wall. Y'know, I've always wondered where they came from, the buggers.

THIS WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING I HAVE EVER READ

I'm honestly crying right now. :'( It was amazing. That poor guy... Never killing a skeleton again...

That's deep, but tell me, couldn't you, with your giant fists just go through the gravel?

I mean, you're a miner, you're all the same size, and damn, that must happen a lot, and by a lot I mean every night, so 'years' must be hours or something.

Move this to fan art...because its so beautiful. This passage is amazingly crafted. Good show sir. T_T

He couldn't have punched his way out? It's just gravel.

^ You ever seen skeletons? Not the brightest folk. I doubt he had much going on up there even before death.

For ages, the earth lived in harmony with itself. With you as a part of it. You stood tall and proud, one of many trees in the forest. Your leaves swaying in the wind. It continued this way for many cycles. You would wither, decay, and fall, only to be born anew. However, one day, this cycle was broken.

A strange creature came by. You had seen him several times before, however this seemed to be the first time he had noticed you. He forced his fist against you, over and over as your bark slowly tore off, and the wood underneath began to falter, before you were toppled with a loud snap. The creature tore you of your trunk, stump, and branches as your leaves slowly fell to the ground, some scattered by the wind.

Instead of becoming one with mother nature again, no seed for your essence no sapling to contain you, your leaves formed back together under the almost skeletal looking moon, as you attempted to mimic the form of the creature who forced this unnatural existence upon you. In this new form, you wander the landscape. Searching for what was taken from you, the wood you used to stand tall upon. Seeking to become whole again.

You finally find the creature, and you can sense, in his hand, a tool. Part of it being a piece of yourself. You feel a burning sensation as you draw near. Something within you boiling as an audible escape of heated air echoes through the air.

"Ssssss..."

With a violent bursting of energy, all feeling is gone. You are no more.
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Miner's Log, May 4th, 2011
Damn Creeper nearly took out my house again. What in the hell did I do to it to **** it off so much?

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Move this to fan art...because its so beautiful. This passage is amazingly crafted. Good show sir. T_T

Musta missed the fan art section. Although tbh, part of this topic was hoping for a discussion of what OTHER people think the origins of the mobs are.

That's actually a nice bit of lore for creepers... Entities made the leaves that fall from trees cut down.

This is sooo, so beautiful. I'd join in, but I love hearing the ideas brand new. I'm a listener, not a talker. :]
Keep goin'! I want to hear about the Zombies and the Ghasts, and the Spiders. I'd also like to hear more about the Creepers. I loves me some Creepers.