This is short story numbah uno about the life of a creeper. Hope you enjoy it!

~Minecraft is love, Minecraft is life~

Hi. My name is Carl. But I am not a human. Or an animal. Actually, I do not know what I am. I am just nothing.

It is white all around. All I can see is white. Well, I cannot see, but it is like I can sense it.

I do not know how long I have been here. Time does not exist here. It could be a hundred years, or just three minutes. Either way, I was eager to get out.

Out to where? I do not know, again. There must be something other than this place. I hope there is.

But I guess I shall have to wait.

***

All of a sudden, I hear a noise. A small noise. It sounds like a million bugs flying towards me. How I know what bugs sound like, I do not know. Just go with it.

A small dot appeared in the distance. Then, it grew. It grew bigger and bigger. No wait, it is not growing bigger; it is growing nearer.

The dot turned into a line. A line of black and green shooting towards me. It was made of little tiny squares that looked decorated with yellow.

They shot into me, swirled around me, covering me. I was in a tornado of green and black. But I was not panicking, for some reason.

I felt them go into me. It was a weird feeling, considering that I do not have a body. Just thoughts.

But as they were filling me, I felt myself jerk to the left violently. Then to the right. Then, I heard an explosion. It was very loud, and actually hurt me.

The small squares shot outward from me, leaving me exposed. Then, another explosion, and I felt it inside of me. The squares shot back towards me, and stopped moving. Everything stopped moving.

I saw something form in the white close to me. It was a cube. A cube of dirt with grass on top. Then another. And another.

Blocks were forming everywhere. There was dirt, and trees, and water. Soon, there was a landscape. I was in a forest. A few trees to the left and it opened out to a lake with a beach. The beach extended a few trees in front of me. In front of me to the right was a mountain.

Where was I? And who am I?

I ran to the water to see what I looked like. However, I was very slow, so it took a little bit.

When I got to the water, I mentally gasped. I was made up of green blocks. It was like a camouflage, so there were light and dark greens. I had a body, but no arms. I had four short legs, though. On my face was two big black dots that had to be my eyes, and I had a permanent scowl.

I was... I was... Beautiful...

I mentally smiled, since I couldn't do it physically.

***

I have been wandering the world for a little while, exploring. I had gotten curious about if there were other people, or whatever I call myself. Besides Carl.

Anyways, I was walking around in a forest. The trees were spread out, so there were a lot of clearings. I was walking in one clearing, but then, I saw something. Or someone. Yes, it was a person. A real person. I can't see his face because he was looking at something. A crafting table. How I knew that, I don't know. But he had iron armor on, and an iron sword.

I wanted to come up and say hello, but something stopped me. More like started me. I felt something deep in my gut pull me towards him. I wanted to hurt him. But then I didn't. My conscious told me yes, but I just didn't want to hurt an innocent man.

But I went closer. When I was only a few blocks away from him, I stopped. Something tugged in my stomach, and I started heating up. I hissed at the pain of the heat, and the guy turned around. His eyes widened and he backed up. I felt something go off, heard a great explosion, and everything went black.

***

"Get up." A hissing voice told me.

I was lying on the ground. It was pitch black everywhere so I couldn't see anything except the person standing above me. He looked just like me.

"Did you jussst hear me, or are you deaf?" He hissed again. Not in a jerky way, it was just the way he talks.

I got up somehow. "Where am I? What happened? And who are you?"

"Ssslow down." He said. "I am guesssssing you are new. Well, you blew up. It happens. Usss creepersss are meant to."

"Creepersss?" I asked, a small hiss in my voice as well.

"Our race of mobsss. I am one assss well. But asss for where you are..." He stopped.

I looked around and saw that we were in the same place I blew up. There was even a hole. But the crafting table and man was gone. It was also night.

"We can ressspawn if we blow up." The creeper informed me. "But if we get killed by anything elsssse, then we die. Permanently."

"What if I don't want to blow up?" I asked innocently.

"No choicccce. It'sss in our code."

"Darn." I said. I could've died when I went near that guy. If he saw me earlier, well, that sword looked pretty sharp.

"Jussst our weaknessss. Every mob hassss one."

"Tell me more."

That was when I made my best friend, Kevin. And when he told me all about Minecraft. And the players that kill mobs for fun. And how we creepers pretty much are suicidal.

As my time in Minecraft grew longer, I got used to the concepts and basics. And I also knew that things needed to change.

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Cookie > 🍪

Idk lol.

What short story should I do next?