woke up on my bed with immense disbelief, I thought the whole scene was just stirred up and dreamt up by my subconscious. But when the Ender Pearl was nowhere to be seen, I knew that it had happened. But would it happen again? The first thing I seeked in this world when I appeared in it was other intelligent forms of life. Now that I’ve seen not one, but three creatures as or even more intelligent as me; my feelings were mixed… and now I began to think that I was better off on my own.
The Ender Pearl was gone from me… I all of a sudden missed its round shape and weight; I had nothing to do now while gathering my thoughts together. I felt an odd feeling of loss toward the object, the loss of oneself in a way. I thought about it for some time, how could I feel this way about a mere object I found in a shallow lake in a desert. The feeling was odd, I was meant to come across that Pearl, but was I meant to part with it, will it return to me in time? That somewhat boosted my hopes and I decided to investigate further about the Pearl, about the tall black people and what made those two tings so important.
I started on the beginning of all the anomalies, the shallow desert lake. Torches in the heat and sun was useless, so I was glad I left wooden planks to direct me back to where I came from and along the way would be the lake. I hadn’t packed much since I didn’t expect but a few Creepers I’d be able to spot from a long ways away.At first you didn’t see the lake, just a twinkle from the distance, a reflection from all that sun. But as you grew closer you could vaguely see its shape slowly form before you till the lake was just a step away from you.
I jumped in it as I did before to escape the heat, then I walked in it slowly till I saw that there was nothing to find. As soon as I left the lake I felt the suns intense rays quickly dry me. I walked around the lake this time, thinking and moving to generate even more thoughts… I still had supplied in my old settlement and I did see the tall figure in the cave close to home. That was my next destination, and that’s where I thought I’d most likely see them again.
Following my markers back, I came across the bridge I found. Thinking that it could be further improved, I created an arch entrance for décor out more cobble stone. I then undid it and left the bridge as it was. An archway is something for a much larger design, a lot larger. But I did leave some cobblestone by the edge for a railing that looked quite nice. Happy with my slight improvement I went on to my old home where it stood exactly as I left it with all the items and blocks exactly where I last paced them.
I had a meal of raw beef before going to the cave. I crafted myself another stone sword in case matters grew to their worst. The wooden planks lead me straight to the ocean where I stood for some moments gazing at it. One of these days… I reminisced to myself, one of these days nothing will stop me from venturing forth.
The cave was no different from how I last saw it, without light or safety inside. I crafted a few torches for myself, one of which I held on my left to keep lightened wherever I went. I was descending in it, seeing natural wonders the deeper I went. There were fewer monsters inside this time. It was seemingly safe and that didn’t change the lower I was. I kept my pace and left clues for my return, I wasn’t going to be lost inside the earth, or so I thought. The deeper I went, the more complex the system grew. Underground ravines, chasms, pits and drops were everywhere. I was glad I had light wherever I went, I was glad that I didn’t fall stuck inside natures death traps. I had a few close calls where I didn’t look where I was going, but instinct caused me stop my feet and look down before the worst could happen. I didn’t mine anything this time; this was a reconnaissance mission to explore further in search of those creatures. Then all of a sudden I was lost in this underground maze of stone. I went back to find my markers but they were nowhere to be seen. All of a sudden up was down and left was right, I panicked and I was scared. Was this my tomb for all eternity? Was I to see the light of day again? I didn’t know…
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How To Move Dirt (a Minecraft fan fic)
FanfictionAppearing in a world he knows nothing about, perhaps not much about himself. The first thing our protagonist knows is that he had speech and all else follows after. Our protagonist must learn the ropes and basics of survival if he/she wishes to live...
