You were the type of person who usually avoided all, if not every hostile mob you came across, as you would usually avoid conflict at any point in time. This meant you had a few good calls of almost dying but, somehow you managed to survive every single time, even when it came to ruthless mobs.

One day as you came back from mining, you spotted an Enderman not too far away from you, to which you then placed a jack-o'-lantern upon your head as you proceeded on your journey back home… Enderman didn't eat humans as long as they didn't look at them or wear a jack-o'-lantern, right?…