Hello. My name is Armless. I'm named that since I have no arms. I don't know if this is some kind of disability or if this is an in-born genetic heritage. My skin color is green and I'm not sure if this is a normal thing or not. This is all because my parents died when I was just born. My foster-parents are gray-colored, and they are made of bones. Whenever I asked them my real parents died, they answered that, "they were martyrs."

I always felt that it was so weird. How did they ever trigger the lever or fire to activate the bombs? They probably didn't have arms like me. And why would they be martyrs? My foster-parents said that our race are the scariest creatures in the world. An armless, stupid, green-looking creature like me is the scariest creature in this world? That is something quite hard to believe.

A few years later, I was mature enough so I decided to leave my foster parents. Before leaving them, they gave me some kind of tips I felt that weren't reasonable.

"Don't go out into the sunlight."

"Why?"

"Just don't. And also never go near humans."

"Why?"

"Thats how your parents died. So just don't. Just remember that you are the scariest guy in the world."

"...."

My foster-parents are so weird. Why was it bad to go out in the sunlight!? And why shouldn't I get close to the creatures known as humans? I decided to head towards a village where the humans lived.

After walking all day under the shades of trees, I reached this tiny village. Nobody was outside however I could see lights beaming out of windows. Well, it was night-time and perhaps they needed some rest. I usually sleep at the daytime but I guess they are different from me! I wanted to meet a human so I approached the village. I knocked on the door:

Oh my god! Why did they reject me! I soon went and knocked on every other door in the village, but everyone either rejected or ignored me. This village isn't very nice. When I was about to leave, I saw a human in the garden digging up some sand and replacing it with dirt. I approached him. I shouted at him.

"Hello! I am Armless!"

He turned back and gasped.

"Uh..uh...uh..h..h..h..e..lll...hello!"

"Why are you so hesitant! Is there anything wrong with me?"

"N..n...no... Its just that I have a green-object-syndrome."

"Oh... I am sorry."

And then I sneezed to act as if I also had the syndrome. But when I sneezed, his face froze, and he started to run away, screaming,

*Creepers can sneeze anytime*

"Oh my god! A creeper is going to blow up my backyard! AHHHHH!"

What the? What was a creeper? Was that my actual identity? And by making that sound, it meant I was going to blow up? Oh! Suddenly, everything started to make sense. My parents were martyrs because they actually blew themselves up! Once I realized how scary I was, I started walking around at night, when humans are hiding and would make a fake sneeze whenever they were near. They would run away screaming. I thought they looked so funny! Well, my biggest mistake was when I blew myself up by sneezing too hard, to my maximum limit. Now I am just fragments of earth, but being a creeper was really something.