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Steve was a happy guy. He smiled a lot, even when he got bullied as a child. Even though he loved his life, sometimes he wanted to get away from it. Then he found a portal. It said it would take him FAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR away. And it did. He was transported to a new dimension... made of blocks. He was somehow forced to walk around and see that he also, was made of blocks. He couldn't move his face. It was stuck... As if someone... were controlling him. His legs started to move. He jumped. He didn't even bend his knees. "How did I do thaWOAAAAAAH". He kept jumping till he was on top of a hill. His face looked down. It was a far way down... He saw a few sheep and pigs. He was forced to walk off of it. "OOOOooooohhh..." It was like he was forced to say it. "Hey... that didn't even hurt!" He saw a flash across his eyes having a few hearts. # of them were missing. "Oh, that must have been from the fall..." He was forced to punch animals. Especially sheep. Everytime he would punch one to death it would drop a block of wool. He was pondering it when he force sprinted over to a block that looked like a table with tools on it. A 3X3 grid appeared in front of his eyes. He was forced to place three blocks of wool in the middle, and three of these, wooden planks he found on the bottom. A bed formed in his hand. He collected more things, got used to being controlled and stuff, then made a house. He was only beginning his great adventure...
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