I started with nothing but I knew what I had to do, survive. after building a house out of the small amount of wood I scraped together I plunged deep into a cave not just looking for resources but for someone, anyone. No luck, the caves are overrun by zombies clearly a civilization used to be here but it is long since dead. Night has fallen I did not have enough materials to build a bed so I am keeping a watchful eye on the world outside the zombies walk freely outside but now there are other things to worry about. There are strange beings that keep disappearing and reappearing and I think they know when I am looking at them I have a feeling they are not from this world. I am back in the caves but more importantly I have found a music disk more proof that someone else is out there. Disaster has struck one of the strange green creatures I keep seeing has just destroyed half of my house they appear to explode when they feel threatened, however, I am starting to believe it was an attack I have concluded there is no logic in this place . . .
Hard to believe this is a interpretation of Minecraft we know and love. However, if you stop and think about it Mincraft paints a bleak picture of the world especially during singleplayer. I have found I now only enjoy playing Minecraft with my friends because there are no other characters in singleplayer it is just me. In a game like Skyrim, for instance, I never feel alone because I have hundreads of NPC’s to keep me company. In Minecraft even the villagers don’t look human. I still think Minecraft is a great game and I will always feel nostalgia for singleplayer but now it just depresses me.