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// Chapter 1 - Curiosity killed the Ender... Not really. (Rewritten) 
// Story: Minecraft Beginnings 
// by The EnderPony Master 
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	It was another normal day in Minecraft, with all the Minecrafters working, the slimes hopping, the cows mooing, and the TNT's exploding. Life in Minecraft is sure the best thing that Notch can offer, unless you are a mob. Yes, It kind of sucks to be a mob in this land wonders doesn't it? For zombies and skeletons to burn in Notch's sun while the rest of us try to hide or defend ourselves against these humans known as Minecrafters. I for one am glad to be an Enderman, teleporting out of danger and what not. I do feel kind of bad for Creepers when they explode. 
My thing is to collect as much blocks I can find. Mostly, shiny things like these yellow, blue, red, and white blocks I find in mansions or castles those Minecrafters build. I know I should hate them like the other mobs do, but there's something about them I like. They don't just live and survive, they discover and create. I mean just look at what they make in their spare time. 
Oh, were are my manners? My name is Shadow, and I'm an Enderman, I always wanted to have a friend or companion to hang out with on a daily basis, but for some reason, I always get ignored and/or threatened by those Minecrafters when I get near. It's a lonely life as a Mob, but everything changes one day on my usual treasure hunts when I found this castle. As my own curiosity got the best of me again, I decided to investigate.

When I walked in, I already can tell that it hasn't been used in years. Most of the walls and décor wash nothing but pieces in ruins. I guess there must have been some gang-raid or a full out mob attack. As I get in deeper in the ruins of a perfectly good castle I stumble apon a rather strange looking book on the floor. I recognized it as an Enchantment Book. I've seen them a couple of times when I teleport into a library when I'm bored. I picked it up and opened it. All I could see is some scribble in the text and a picture of a dark figure with four legs.
I wasn't sure of what It meant, but what caught my eyes was a writing that I can finally make out of. As I read the message, the book suddenly closed and started floating out of my grasp. Then, before I could teleport out of reach, something shot out off the book and landed on my chest. I try too pry it off, only for it to somehow faze into my body. Feeling even more terrified, I tried to teleport again. I then realized that I was standing over a huge hole in the ground. As I began to fall in, all I saw before I blacked out was nothing but pitch-black and purple streams of light that seems to go on forever.