"What is it Charles?" He rose from his position under his bed sheets. By now he had forgotten what day it was since he landed on the magical world that he is now residing in. He couldn't find the resources he would require to create a diary. It's not like there's anyone else in the world for him to interact with and show the diary too. "Another day in this blocky world of mysteries that lie ahead of us." Charles barked. It's an interesting story how he found Charles so let me explain it to you.

He was cutting down trees for his house but it quickly turned Nighttime. I could think of a way to compare it to anything else, anyway. He thought he would be fine in the Nighttime as there wasn't usually any harmful creatures around. He was wrong. He had been playing on peaceful mode for so long that he forgot that monsters lurked in the night. He accidently locked the world onto Normal mode. He heard rustling noises behind the trees, he worried, he started running and then it hit him. It literally did hit him. An arrow to the back of his arm. He put his arm behind his back and pulled the arrow from out the back of his arm. Blood was pouring out. He turned around and there was a skeleton with a bow. Pause for a moment. Haha. A skeleton with a bow. You're kidding. They wouldn't be able to hold one for pete's sake. But he knew, we all know. Anything can happen in this strange world. He instantly threw it back. The speed of the arrow was pretty fast, if you ask me. And he's down. (The skeleton with the bow, if you were wondering.) The man walked up to the skeleton and grabbed his bones. "That will come in handy, I hope. Nothing should be going to waste here."