Minecraft life: a Minecraft fan fiction

Before

The world of Minecraft used to be a very beautiful place filled with nice people and animals of all kinds. There was also lots of trading routes where different parts of the land could bring goods to each other. The men would work together to mine precious gems for the land to make money and to sell to other stores. The women would wait at home and make more equipment for the men to use on their hunts and on their mining trips. They would also often make sheaths and such out of leather. The children would play outside with each other, sometimes gathering wood for the family fire where they would cook dinner and other meals. But, one day something terrible happened. A huge asteroid came and struck the land wiping out all of the population of Minecraft, leaving behind tons of horrid mutated monsters like zombies, and walking skeletons. Miraculously, one of the inhabitants survived. His name was Bucky. He was in the midst of a dream when the strike occurred. He woke up and wondered where every one was. It was like the creator himself wanted him to live. He should've died in the explosion. All he felt was loneliness... So much loneliness. This is Buckys story.