I wake up to a very boring world.
Sadly, I got stuck with a plains village biome. Plains village biomes like suck assholes.
I walk out my tiny ass house towards all the villagers. They all wonder if the creator is going to burn down our village, steal all our stuff, and murder us all. Idk why they think all players do that, not everyone is like that (yes they are you foolish mortal).
"Guys, shut the fuck up. I'm sure the player is fine." the villagers go silent.
"You think they wouldn't do any of that? I've seen so many members of my family and so many good friends be completely deleted from the game. Other people have been kidnapped and held captive for trades. How could you think these players are good?" The head villager asks. He's basically the only villager with a job, since most villages only spawn with one job anyway.
"Mm that's too bad for your cousins," I say.
"You'll be the first to be murdered by the oncoming traveler," Someone from the back of all the villagers said. They all turned their backs to me.
"'Oncoming traveler', oh wow, I'm so scared. Hoes will be hoes I guess." And that's how I became the loner of the village.