A/N: Hello, this is RupeeOfMadness, and this is my first MineCraft fanfic. I do accept constructive criticism, and there is only one thing I ask of you. That is to please do not flame!
"You will be of great help to the gods, Steve…"
"Huh?" I said as I woke up. A cool breeze brushed over my skin. I sat up and found myself in the middle of a grassy plain.
Cows, chickens, pigs, sheep, and even wolves dotted the fields and frolicked about being the animals that they are.
I didn't remember much, except for my name. As I tried to remember more, it just gave me a splitting headache. Frustrated, I ran over to the nearest tree and beat the crap out of it. Then popped out a tree trunk.
"Hmm, what do we have here?" I asked myself. It floated on the ground for a few seconds, and then flew into my face.
"Ahh!" I screamed, thinking that trees were going to take over the world by attacking all of the humans' faces. I then realized that I was wearing a small, leather sack. You could call it a backpack, I guess.
I checked inside the sack and there was the possessed tree trunk still floating while inside it. Creepy.
The tree didn't seem to be affected by gravity, as it didn't fall down. I figured that it would die soon enough anyways, so I chopped down the rest of the tree with my fist.
I checked back in my sack and there were 4 more floating tree trunks. Like I said, creepy.
I searched through my sack to check if had awoken with anything else, and what I found was a small 2x2 grid labeled "CRAFTING". I thought I might be able to get something from my wood, so I put a wood block in and out popped 4 wooden planks.
After trying a bunch of random recipes, I figured out how to make sticks and a crafting table.
The crafting table seemed to be a block, so I placed it down. When I examined it, I noted that it was 3x3 instead of the small version in my sack.
I tried more countless recipes, and came up with more crafting recipes, such as the pickaxe, sword and axe. I made one of each, and the picked my crafting table back up.
I chopped down some more trees, and then harvested some stone that was jutting out of a hill. I placed my crafting table back down and made some tools out of stone.
As the sun set, I could see zombies, skeletons, spiders, and green, sad-looking weird looking things I somehow knew were called creepers.
"That's not good," I muttered.
A/N: How did you like chapter one? I sure hope you did! I will be accepting the first three OCs, but only the first three. I don't want to drown in OC requests. Now you have to say this outro like Tobuscus. Bless your face. If you sneezed during this chapter, bless you. Peace off. BOOP!