Life as a Minecraft Mob

Enderdragon

All the other mobs fear me. Some hate me. Some wish to kill me. But I wish none of these. I only force them to fight the humans.

Before the endermen came, I was nothing but a small dragon, meek and useless. The other dragons mocked me, for my small size and my weak powers. I couldn't even breathe fire. They hated me, and I hated them back.

But then the human arrived, begging for my help. And instead of batting it away with one swipe of my mighty tail, I helped it. Why, you may ask?

It is because inside that frail human's body, I spotted a kindred spirit. Somebody who hated and was hated by their own kind. And I saw that with each other's help, we could both become hugely powerful.

When I transformed the human and created the enderman, he was, of course, greatly thankful. In return, he traveled to and fro, from the End to the overworld and back again. Every time he brought a block of obsidian with him, to create the obsidian towers that became the source of my immense power.

It only took about a week for the towers to be completed. By this time, most of the other dragons had long gone. The few that were foolish enough to stay and challenge me were quickly obliterated by me.

I had thought that together with my friend the enderman, I was unstoppable. I was wrong.

I hadn't known that whenever an enderman went through the End portal, two endermen came out the other side - a strange duplication glitch that was quickly fixed. Since the only way to go through the End portal was to use eyes of ender, I thought that only my friend could travel between the End and the overworld.

But when I discovered more endermen, I forced my friend to tell me everything. Then the humans came.

They slaughtered the endermen to steal their ender pearls. Then they brought blaze powder back from the Nether to craft eyes of ender, and gain access to my dimension.

Naturally, the humans annoyed me. It was easy to kill them at first. They didn't know about me. But then, the word spread that there was a dragon living in the End, and that there was a great reward for anyone who could slay it.

The humans started to prepare to kill me. They came at me in enchanted diamond armour, wielding enchanted swords and bows. And eventually, they defeated me.

It had been so long since I had last been beaten. But I had never died before. The feeling was strange. It was like being liberated, freed from the chains of life.

However, there was a somewhat hollow quality to the liberation. For I adored life, with all its ups and downs, even more than this new feeling of freedom. So with every ounce of strength left in my fading body, I pushed back towards life, away from Death's clutches.

When I awoke, I was in an obsidian room. I rammed my whole body against the hard blocks, but it was fruitless. I couldn't get out. Then a hole appeared. Then another. And another.

It was my enderman friend, removing all the blocks one by one. With one flap of my mighty wings, I was out.

But when I got back to the End, I was in shock. The humans were already there, ready to slay me again and again. I was murdered many more times. I fought back valiantly, but to no avail.

The humans eventually stopped. The prize had been claimed long ago, and although humans still fought me occasionally, it was bearable.

It was still annoying, though. So I decided to call upon the mobs of the overworld to fight the humans for me.

One fateful day, I sent many endermen up above to plant a chip inside every mob's head. I used this chip to mind control the mobs.

The mobs want to stop me, but they can't. My power over them is too great. If they ever decide to rebel, with one single thought I can use the chips to make them do whatever I wish.

Most of the time, I give them free will. But if they become a threat to me, I can easily control them, and even make them fight their own kind with neither pain nor regret.

And that brings us to the present day. A few mobs have escaped the chip, but that was only because I was too lazy to send the endermen back up to sort it out.

This is all the humans' fault. If they had never come along, we would still be living happily.

But then they ruined everything.

Never trust humans.