In the golden sky, clouds flew by at a lazy pace. The sun had nearly set, but that would be of no consequence. A great build was nearly finished, one that would protect all that entered its walls. Crafters who found solace inside the massive area would have to fear neither losing hearts nor going hungry. No hostile mob would dare enter such a great place. It was built to withstand even the great Enderdragon herself.
With a sigh of relief, I placed the final block of my creation deep under the ground. Into this mysterious block, I typed a command, and, hesitating for only a breath, confirmed it with a tap. For a moment, I pondered what I should call it. With a glance at the stats tracing my arm like fluid tattoos, I saw my name inscribed there, and a decision was made. I would be my own inspiration. This would be the Kingdom of Rainwood.
It was glorious in all that it was, with spires jutting up into the same golden sky that held the far-off clouds. Despite all this, the sun was setting, and I could not remain underground for long. The chamber I was in was the only unlit room in the entire Kingdom, and, according to my clock, it would not be safe there for much longer. The chamber's Guardians would soon arrive. In fact, many Crafters would soon arrive, a large portion of them frightened and unexperienced.
"Hopefully I'll make a good leader," I thought.
I worried about this often.
"No matter," I thought, "I'll do well enough, I'm sure."
With that last thought, I turned to leave the chamber. As I did so, I took two items out of my pockets: blocks of bedrock. I boarded up what used to be the entrance, and then left in a flurry of footsteps. I couldn't be here when the Guardians showed up. They would destroy anyone who came near the chamber, even me. I had programmed them that way.
I emerged from the deep tunnel just in time to watch the last rays of sunlight fade and turn into moonbeams. It was stunning, but I was exhausted. I curled up under my red wool sheets, my eyelids heavy. Just as I was about to drift off to sleep, something stopped me.
A wooden plank creaked, and a breath exhaled from across the room.
I froze, gripping my sheets.
Above me, two glowing spots stared into my skull.
I quickly glanced at the hunger bar on my arm. It was going down rapidly, probably from fear. I hazarded a second glance, and to my dismay, an effect had appeared. It was Slowness, but there was no time next to it. Before I had a chance to figure out what was happening, everything went dark.
Hey, everyone! Here's a bit of an Author's Note. This is technically my first fic, so feedback is appreciated. Also, a suggestion for a cover photo would be AMAZING. Anyways, just let me know what you think.