A new beginning
Once again I have to respawn, but as something rare, and to me, weird. I was now a spider-jockey. To be more specific, the spider part. I crawled out of the cave, carrying my new life long buddy, a skeleton. I was determined to finish what I had started. I crawled towered the village this time. Not stopping to think. I must finish, no matter what.
This is how it ends, for Steve
When I arrived there, I watched from behind a tree they were already closing in on Steve into the Neather portal, but Steve was winning. I crawled as fast I could towered him. I hoped that my skeleton buddy would do what wanted him to, and he did. He shot one arrow at him. It seemed like time slowed just for this moment. The arrow struck Steve in the chest, but it didn't kill him. "You fools!" Steve laughed. He shall laugh no more, the knock back sent him into the portal, and gone forever!
What did the mobs do? Did they achieve their next goal? Continued...
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The Perfect Apocalypse
PrzygodoweMobs have a whole perspective of there own. All they want is to achieve they're goal, to kill the Steve. Can they achieve they're new goal?And take over the world?
