It all started with a square

Moo

I had wandered far. I had walked long.

I had travelled from biome to biome.

Yet, not the one I sought.

I always adored to be a creature, who was useful alive.

I adored to be something who could live in the exceptional colors if the biome.

Yes, you should know by now. The cow.

My square was black. Inky black full of mystery and darkness.....

It created me. It commanded attention.

It kept me in a continuous murmur.

It encouraged me.

Since I was a baby.

All I had to do was for me to venture to the biome of red soil, giant red umbrellas, and giant brown umbrellas.

Yes. I was searching for the mushroom biome.

You may think I am crazy. How, is it possible for a puny cow to be accepted into the mushroom paradise?

Yes. It is. Because, this world is still Unfamed. Anything can happen in an Unfamed seed.

All I had to do was to eat the mushroom they offered at the biome.

Then I would prosper.

It was all the cows' dream. To get to the safe room, where Players would find it a pity to kill us.

And I had did it.

I looked down at the red object lying before me. The place was empty. Void of any other mooshrooms. What had happened to the others?

I didn't care.

I ate the piece of mushroom.

It was delicious, warmth filled my body.

I expected it to diminish.

Expected.

Oops.

The warmth escalated to red hot blindness. Agony rattled my coding.

The contamination reached my square. Twisting, converting, swapping, burning, replacing.

My code.

In the act of metamorphosis, I changed into a different being.

The pain disappeared.

I looked up.

Several red cows, with red mushrooms on their backs, looked down on me.

"Don't worry." They said. "Come join us. Don't worry. You have done it."

I had succeeded.

But the cow, oblivious to the world, was sleeping peacefully in a whit void. Dreaming.