INTRO- This is my minecraft story, i got bored and started to write this. It isn't exactly in minecraft terms, but it's based off minecraft. I don't know what to title my story ( so if you have an idea please tell me in the comments ) but it's also still a work in progress. This is chapter one, please tell me what you think of it, or if you have any corrections or ideas i could add on in the future. :)

Chapter 1: o THE BEGINNINGo






Sometimes I ask myself, o Is this really my world?o or o Where am I?o . Sometimes I just forget who I am, where I am, and everything I've done over the suns and moons. I look around and realize I'm alone, I have to create my friends. Sometimes I will hallucinate another living that I could communicate with. Sometimes I will get my hopes up and follow my hallucination and find out I was a second away from my death, an explosion. But I think I've finally realized that Io ll never find someone else, a living thing, that will understand anything of me, and o whato I am, and what my meaning is to this world. Of my knowing I have no meaning but to build and survive. Nothing else matters, nothing else I know. I dono t know exactly where I am, I just know the terrain, biome, and animals around me. I barely know anything, I have nothing to help me learn, but I can explore.

I walk around from where I awoken. I see a structure in the distance, it is not natural, there has to be someone there who understands. I run towards the structure, I see more structures behind it. This must be a settlement, other people have to live there! Until I think to myself, nobodies there, just another hallucination. I slow down, still in hope heading towards the settlement. As I'm slowly working my way, I look around. I see I am in an area that I labeled o the flatlandso . Everything is plain and it is hard to survive here, everywhere I look all I see is grass and some animals. I reach a poorly made, cheap road. As I look up from the ground I find the settlement is connected to this road. I see a livingo ¦ person? I slowly approach it, him, or her. It turns, takes a glance at me and walks away. I looked at this creature as much as possible, it is a type of person, but like everything else in this strange place, it ignores me like I'm nothing. So these o peopleo cano t help me, or do anything, I dono t believe they could have possibly made the place they live in today. They just walk over me. Why do they act the way they do? Motionless, like a program. Wait I'm reliving something.


I wake up. I'm in a bed that, I crafted? I've forgotten, again, where I am. I made this place? No, I was just dreaming, about how I started. I'm still in the flatlands, haveno t traveled too far from the beginning, but I've managed to make a home out of one of the structures in the settlement. I have traveled far enough to find small materials, very little things needed for survival though, such as seeds for farming in the pre-made settlement farms.


This place is somewhere I dono t want to be. Though it holds shelter and a renewable food source, it shows me how I started way to often. And it scares me every time. Plus, the people here are creepy. Sometimes they will stare at me for a long period of time, and then walk away casually. So, my point is, I think ito s time to move away from o the beginningo as I labeled it.


I look around, I see the place that I gathered my materials from, and walk over to it. This place is nothing but trees, which could be good. I haveno t labeled this area yet, but it seems like a good place to start a settlement of my own. Like I said though, I have to create my own friends. But I should get over my loneliness as suns and moons slowly work their way across the sky. I have wasted this sun long enough, the people over at the beginning hide in their houses at night. If they do that then maybe I should to. I only have little time though. How do I get the materials to build? I dono t have a tool to chop down the trees, maybe thereo s something at the beginning. I head back to the settlement and scavenge the area for tools that the people may have brought with them. I find nothing, maybe where I started? I head back with very little time till the moon rises. I see something I haveno t seen yet, a boxo ¦. a chest. I open it.


I see some very small tools. I see a tiny pickaxe, cheaply made of wood, and same with an axe. I find some food, very little, but more than I need for now. The tools are very bad and I'm not sure how long theyo ll last, if they even work, but I know not for long. I handle my axe, which seemed to grow by my touch into a size I could handle comfortably. I head towards the area with the trees, to test my tools. I hit the tree at the bottom for a decent amount of time and I get the wood from the tree, I didn't get much from that. I go chop more trees, all in the same place, from the bottom. I still have barely anything from my hard work, and my axe is about to break. I turn and look at the trees behind me that I've been chopping down. The trees are still there, missing the stump, and floating. I go over to a tree, and examine it. What is this? Well, ito s a tree, but does gravity not matter? This world is odd. I know nothing, and it scares me every time I see something new. I continue chopping the trees I collected the stumps from. I turn around to find the sun has fallen to the sound of my axe breaking. I have some more wood that I could possibly build with. The moon has risen, but I see of no dangers around me. I dono t understand, the people at the settlement hide from the darkness. What is there to hide from?