Life as a Minecraft Mob

Skeleton

(Translated from Bone-clank)

Those zombies think they're so special, being undead humans. Well, guess what - we're undead humans as well. Every time a player falls into lava, and their bodies melt into ash, we climb out of their corpses, out of the lava, just before the player dies completely. But those zombies are just so big-headed and stupid, they forget all about us.

The first thing we do after our births - or deaths - is find a tree. We make a couple of sticks, then we find a spider and steal some string from it. And voila, we have a bow. For arrows we use our own bones.

Then the enderdragon takes control of our minds. We get forced to attack our living selves, using our bows and arrows. Once a skeleton tried to make a sword instead of a bow, but the enderdragon didn't like that and killed him quickly.

If we could, we would visit the End and fight the enderdragon. Imagine that - a skeleton army composed of thousands, all valiantly firing arrows at the enderdragon. Then he would fade and die in a blaze of fire and light.

Sadly, only the endermen and the humans can visit the End. The humans use eyes of ender while the endermen simply teleport. We can do neither, so we are helpless to change our fate.

I don't understand why the enderdragon hates humans so much. He ruthlessly murders them all, and yet, what did they do?

Someday we're going to rebel. We're all going to team up against the enderdragon, because we don't want to die to humans. Imagine that - a mob army composed of millions, creepers blowing up, spiders hissing and jumping, skeletons valiantly firing arrows at the enderdragon. Then he would fade and die in a blaze of fire and light.

But as I've said before, there's nothing we can do. The enderdragon doesn't control the minds of the endermen, so they have no reason to rebel. The endermen hate humans for some obscure reason as well.

So for now, we have to be content with murdering hundreds of innocent humans.