Minecraft is truly a miserable world. One man is left as the only one,all other creatures hostile or non sentient. He makes monuments but the only reason is to hide the true suffocating loneliness of life outside his house. He believes he goes far but since no one else exists,nothing ever changes. The truth is nothing will change in the end,but what we change in our lifetimes should be special to us. We should never have to look forward to be proud, but appreciate what we have done.