Monster: A Minecraft Story The lonely enderman made his way down the road, down the hills, away from the water and the hate. Out-casted, despised, feared, he traveled on alone and alone.Monster: A Minecraft Story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He could not stop the thoughts that poured into his misshapen head-- thoughts of his wrongdoings and the hatred they felt for him. They, they, the other endermen. They hated him for what he did, they out-casted him for his crimes.
="Befriend a human?"
"Love a human?"
"Are you so daft, so silly, so misinformed?"=
And what could he do but sit and accept the accusations?
="We do not do such silly things!"
"Compromised the mission."
And what was this mission now? What drove them so fervently to destroy the natural world and reform it in silly ways? Why was he so compelled to build when it gave him no satisfaction, no affection? Why could he not love? Why was this so wrong?
But he could not deny the charges.