[A/N: This was all before I made this guy a math savant. Transcribing this will be the death of my dignity as demonstrated by the amount of author's commentary.]
[13 years of age]
No, it can't be, I thought. There's no way this is the same mob I know. This is just a dream, I kept telling myself. There's no way he's like this, there's no way, I kept denying. There is no way this psychopathic half-mutant is the same passive mob I've come to know over the years. There's no way this is him.
[8 years of age]
It has been a years ever since Evan & his little brother came to live with my family. The war is still doing its worst on us all. Blood lust has only increased with the rise in technology. The mobs are starting to get tired of it (or rather the past 247 years [presumed to include time before war]); the humans seem to want to exterminate all of us. Probably the only humans (or entities) that are with us are Mr. Ryan [Herobrine Wish bootleg; scrapped] & Entity 101/Mr. Codey [Entity 303 from AliExpress; also scrapped]. Maybe Herobrine & Entity 303 themselves are with us, maybe not since we're not sure of their existence.
To be honest, this war is becoming stupid. It should've ended decades ago, but no, us mobs got to be dead forever!11!!!1! So much for peace. I'm just going to hope that both sides will sign a peace treaty. Kind of strange since us mobs already tried to sign one, but the humans did not. Do they really hate us that much?
Ever since Evan came to live with me & Rose, everyone become more alert for humans since they could make portals too. I still remember that my first day of school in kindergarten, Evan came along with me even though he's a year higher than I am. He's really smart too. [Debatable.] Sometimes, I forget how to divide (math class is fun, actually), and he guides me to the answer (without saying it, of course!).
We start school like normal, but Evan & Elaine [Elias] wait beside me now. Also Rose. Elaine [Elias] is a really smart boy. He already understands multiplication in first grade! Then again, Endsians [Endian Asians] are smart. Blazes are known to be quite stupid, so I guess I'm one of those rare smarties! Or maybe not.
[>:(]
"Really, dad?" my son, a Wither Skeleton-Blaze hybrid, Flazéryn [presumed predecessor of Valerio] said.
"Come on, Flazé," my daughter Bellicia [predecessor of Amarilis] whined."Don't ruin the fun."
"Okay, you two," Rose intercepted the two. "Let your dad speak. Thank you."
"Thanks, Rose." I said. [There was a crossed out text that said verbatim "B.T.W. Rose is my wifu now." My retrospective aromantic bum will profusely apologise for my six-year-younger self.]
[Presumed transition back into story.]
You may ask, how did Rose get her name? Well, she didn't have a name to start out with, so I gave her one. Both first & last. A few years ago, she wanted a certain wither rose. At the time, Rose wasn't allowed to go out of the perimeters of the fortress unless told so. One day, I got news that it's her birthday [assumed to be surrendered at birth; don't ask how he knows it's her: I don't either]. I looked at the wither rose knowing what to do. I crossed over the lava moat separating the fortress & rose.
"Blazerey [Antonio]!" a voice shouted. I turned around to see the wither skeleton. I refocused my eyes to the rose & grabbed it. I turned 180° and headed back. Next thing I know, I'm at the coastline of the lava river.
"Blazerey [Antonio]," Rose asked. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I am okay," I assured her.
"You didn't have to get the rose for me, you know." Her voice mumbled.
"But today's your birthday."
[Creation dates: 11 Feb - 12 Feb - 13 Feb 2019]
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The Mob-Player War
FanfictionA collection of stories from young mobs torn & rebuilt by war. A world where shapeshifting to humans is universal. Follow the minds of a Blaze, an Enderman, and some of their friends as their life is changed. Forever. Original Summary: A 50-year war...
