In the world of Minecraft, Steve built his own shed for shelter from he night, all within a day.

He exhales, wiping sweat from his forehead.

"All day's work... Not bad."

He was... Different from the entities on his world. Humans have long lost disappeared, he didn't know why he was the only one seemingly left. Fighting monsters, gathering supplies, trading with villagers, mining in caves... He knows what to do. Monster girls seem to like him for some reason.

... He is destined to be... Something.