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*Note* This has been
translated as best we can from village manuscripts written in their
langauge in an attempt to gather some insight into the world of a
villager and to try and learn more about the history of Steve. Some
words do not exist in english and have been substituted for a similar
word.
Diary of a
villager
Dear diary,
This morning I woke up feeling different. I didn't feel the need to trade and accumulate emeralds as much. I found this odd as it has been my life goal to be the richest member of the village. After last months counting it was found that I am the 3rd richest! My dream is finally in reach and I don't find myself motivated anymore! I decided to keep a diary to monitor what I'm thinking and to keep my dream on track. This is an account of my day:
I woke up feeling different as I said before. I decided trade anyway but in a quieter area of the village so I could think. I didn't earn much during the first few hours so I decided to go see the village elders. I have never been interested in the recipes for crafting given I trade in wheat only but I found myself pouring over the librarians books. I learned how to create everything from a wood pickaxe to a piston! The sun soon set and the mobs soon arrived. While everyone soon hurried back to their houses I slowly meandered back to mine place. Suddenly I found myself face to face with a zombie but instead of running away I suddenly the urge to fight it! My better judgment overtook my instincts and I hurried to shelter. That night as I slept I had one of those strange dreams of ledgend it contained just one word. Steve...
To be continued...
translated as best we can from village manuscripts written in their
langauge in an attempt to gather some insight into the world of a
villager and to try and learn more about the history of Steve. Some
words do not exist in english and have been substituted for a similar
word.
Diary of a
villager
Dear diary,
This morning I woke up feeling different. I didn't feel the need to trade and accumulate emeralds as much. I found this odd as it has been my life goal to be the richest member of the village. After last months counting it was found that I am the 3rd richest! My dream is finally in reach and I don't find myself motivated anymore! I decided to keep a diary to monitor what I'm thinking and to keep my dream on track. This is an account of my day:
I woke up feeling different as I said before. I decided trade anyway but in a quieter area of the village so I could think. I didn't earn much during the first few hours so I decided to go see the village elders. I have never been interested in the recipes for crafting given I trade in wheat only but I found myself pouring over the librarians books. I learned how to create everything from a wood pickaxe to a piston! The sun soon set and the mobs soon arrived. While everyone soon hurried back to their houses I slowly meandered back to mine place. Suddenly I found myself face to face with a zombie but instead of running away I suddenly the urge to fight it! My better judgment overtook my instincts and I hurried to shelter. That night as I slept I had one of those strange dreams of ledgend it contained just one word. Steve...
To be continued...
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