You may have heard of Green Steve; Blue Steve; and Red Steve and maybe even Purple Steve, but did you know that there are even more Steves? This story is about one of the Steves that you might not have heard of.
It all started when I was in my survival world and I broke a crafting table that I had placed in the wrong spot; when I broke it I heard a loud scream that startled me; I thought this was very strange but I didn't think anything of it until the next day; when I got on Minecraft the next day I noticed that there was an extra crafting table right next to where I was when I logged in; then when I looked in my chest I saw that all of my items had become crafting tables; at that I screamed; “all of my diamonds have become worthless crafting tables!!!”; “Hey,” I heard a deep voice say, “crafting tables aren’t worthless...”; I turned around to see a player that had what looked like a Steve skin except with the crafting table texture; I was frozen in my spot and he started to speak; “all of the Steves were created to protect something; Blue Steve protects water; Red Steve protects lava; Green Steve protects life/nature; Gold Steve protects gold; Purple Steve protects purple wool, and so on. And I, Crafting Table Steve, protect crafting tables and you have committed heinous crimes against crafting tables.” Suddenly I got knocked out. When I awoke I couldn’t see, and I couldn’t move. I tried to cry out but it didn’t work. Then I heard Crafting Table Steve’s voice: “well well well, look who we have here... if you can’t tell already, I have just turned you into a crafting table, and now you will see what it is like to broken.” I tried to scream but I could not CRACK I felt an immense pain all over my body and I realized I was being broken CRACK I felt like a thousand tiny needles were being driven into my skin CRACK in that moment, I realised that I was about to die, I prayed to god, but I got no answer, those last moments felt like years and I knew this was the end CRACK