Hello, everybody! I'm MastLaryton with a brand new minecraft story!
Well, actually, I'm not sure if you guys will like this crap, but enjoy!
The morning was beautiful and quiet, maybe quiet enough.
No birds or other animals could be actually heard.
The Sky was blue and limpid, no signs of civilization could be seen by the beach were our story starts...
A strange guy, lying down in the sand, woke up and asked himself:
"Where am I?".
He got up and took out the sand dust from his clothes, a red t-shirt, blue pants and brown shoes. Some clothes you may call simple, or whatever, if you go to your street, you will see no one wearing such simple clothing.
The Kid's black eyes blinked. The black mess on his head he called hair where dusty. He was going to wash it with water when we saw something.
The Ground looked cubic.
"What the heck?".
He decided to proceed to his original destination, and washed his hair with the sea water, cleaning it and taking away the sand.
Mast took some water into his hands, the water looked fine, just like normal water. However, as he was taking a better look at it, he could see squids swimming in there.
He heard someone scream:
"Are you ok?!".
The boy quickly got up and looked at the source of the voice: The Forest.
"Who's there?".
He started walking towards a tree, knowing that it came from there.
"I'll just say it once again! Who's there?".
'Like if I where in position to say that. I don't even know where I am!', he thought.
Mast took a few more steps...
"Wait! It's just me!", a girl appeared behind the tree.
The boy sighed.
'What a relief'.
She was almost as tall as him, 1,63 m, as he was 1,66. She supposedly was 12 years old, her red hair was long and a good part of it was hided by her green hoodie, which had buttons, and went all the way to her waist, there, her dark green pants. She had white sneakers. Apparently, the only part of her body that was not clothed was her hands and her face.
Her skin was like his, a little tanned skin, she had green eyes and some of her red/orange hair was out of the hoodie.
"Phew, it's just you".
She seemed a little nervous talking to him, but proceeded with her words.
"Are you ok? I saw you appearing out of the nothing here...".
He took a better look at her, she looked like a normal girl, but he knew there was something else.
"Yup, I'm fine. Thanks for the worry, anyway"
The Girl seemed to relax a bit, and asked:
"Do you need any help?"
"Well, actually yes..."
"Cupa".
It seemed strange enough, not only that place was weird, but also no people would call themselves Cupa.
'What's going on here?'.
"Ok, Cupa Girl, tell me where I am".
"Minecraftia, where else?".
"Ok, funny, now, tell me where I am".
"Uh, Minecraftia?".
"Minecraftia, huh?".
There were some silence.
"No, I'm serious, where am I?".
She didn't answered, though.
He looked back at the beach.
'Makes sense'.
He walked over to the tree which Cupa used to hide, she thought he was approaching her, and stepped back, but saw where he was going.
The Tree looked cubic enough.
Mast took a step back, gathered all his strength, then gave his best punch on the tree!
The wood seemed to break a little with his blow, and just as he thought, he felt nothing.
He punched the tree again and again, and soon enough, the piece of wood was actually in his hand.
The boy started to play with the wood, looking what it could do, how it could be usable.
There was a pop, and the he found four real light wooden planks in his hand.
"Aha!".
'So that's how we work with the pieces! Or we smash them, or we put them together!'.
He took more wood from the tree(actually, he took all the tree), made more wooden planks and put two of them together, pressing them both.
Another pop, and there were sticks in his hands.
He actually made a wooden worktable, and made a wooden sword, careful for not to touch the sharp part. He made a Pickax, a Axe and a Shovel, all of wood.
The things were on the ground, and strangely, all seemed to fit very well in his pocket.
He examined his sword, it looked like a real sword, and the blade looked really sharp, just like a real Sword.
"I'm sorry, but how do you know how to make these tools?" It was Cupa. "You actually didn't even could know where you where, and who are you?".
'She can't know where I'm from, that I'm actually from Earth, that I'm have already played minecraft, or that I know who she is... wait a second!'
"Boy? What are you thinking on?".
He tried ignoring her to see her reaction, and started cutting wood with his axe.
"The name's Mast".
"Right".
"Well, actually, I thought I was in other... ah... country, ya know?", even through it wasn't the best idea he could think, he decided to risk.
"Oh, right, that explains everything", she said, smiling.
After he collected enough wood, he looked at the sky, it was almost night, and it would be dangerous for him to stay at the forest in the night.
"It's getting darker, I need to find somewhere to pass the night before I can Build my own house".
They wandered the woods for some time, until Cupa broke the silence:
"You know... you seem to be taking this easily... it's not everyday that we wake up on a unknown land...".
"Yeah, you're right, for me it's a time per month".
"What!?".
"At every month...", he sighed and said:"... I wake up in a unknown place, so, what do I do? I build houses and stuff everywhere, so, maybe, one day, I can have walked through all this world".
He was keeping the lie very well, he even spotted emotion in his own voice.
"So, after a month here, you're going away?".
"I don't know".
"What do you mean?".
"I have been here before, maybe this time I can stay here".
She thought a little, he was still walking and stopped when she did.
"Anything wrong?".
"So, if you have already been here before, your old house might still be here!".
He thought a little... and maybe...
"It isn't".
"Why not?".
"In the last day of my stay here was when everything began".
"But what about your house?".
"They blew it up, nothing's left".
"Oh my god! Who did that? Were other persons?".
Mast looked at her with a face like "of course not!".
"They were your crew".
"T-the creepers?".
"Yes, princess".
She stopped walking, and he kept on.
"I'm sorry about that...".
He kept walking, and she followed him.
"Look, Mast, I'm really sorry about that! Don't go!".
The boy stopped and smiled to her.
"We are here".
He started running, it was night already and the village ahead had houses that could accommodate him for the night.
But he stopped, he forgot about them, them, that had those cubic forms and deadly weapons, dangerous monsters that lurked in the night.
He drew his wooden sword and prepared himself to face the pack of mobs that were just ahead.
Aaaaand-a the end of the chapter!
Tell me buds, did you liked? Was it good?
Which where it's defects?
Tell me, I'm worried if this story is flavorless and monotone.
Well, don't forget to answer, this history has potential, and I would like to make it good!
Well, 'till next time!