Chapter 1: A New Sword
BOOM!
"Dang it, so close to getting the last gunpowder." I muttered, wiping the ash from my sword. "Ow." I turned to go home when I met another Creeper. I switched back and forth from my pick and sword and swung.
BOOM! Tas blew up. At least the "keep inventory" game rule is enabled. I returned back to the house.
"You are really bad at this, are you?" Steve asked.
"Hey, you're the one who suddenly teleported me to you. It's called-"
"I know what it's called." I threw my sword onto my bed (It ripped it a little) and exited my room.
"Ya know, we really need an anvil. My awesome diamond sword is about to break, and I love my sword!" I explained.
"We only have seventy-two iron blocks." Steve said. I slapped my hand into my face. I said nothing afterwards. "What?" I went to the ore room and opened the iron-filled chest. I grabbed four blocks of iron and went to the crafting table at the corner of the room. I converted an iron block into nine iron ingots and organized the iron in this order: Three blocks on the top row, one ingot in the middle of the area, and three iron ingots on the bottom row. The glowing anvil launched out of the crafting table. I picked it up and it stopped glowing. I went to the enchanted room (the room with all the books and the enchantment table) and placed the anvil outside of the room of bookshelves. I retrieved two diamonds and my sword, fixed my bed, ate a cooked chicken, and got back to my the anvil. I opened up the new menu, placed the diamond sword on the first box, two diamonds on the second box, and a glowing diamond sword popped out. It costs ten levels of experience. Should I? I picked up the sword and I went from level fifty to level forty. It's almost repaired, knowing because of the green bar that was still visible. My enchanted sword is now renewed. The sword reflected my face, signaling it's in excellent condition.
"Ssss." I quickly killed the Creeper. It yielded a small heap of gunpowder. Now to go TNT mining! I went back to the house and climbed down the quarry that was complete. Steve was waiting for me down there.
"About time. I would've done it much quicker." Steve said.
"Then why didn't you?"
"I dunno." I sighed. I jumped down and used the crafting table. Half of my inventory (besides the sword) was filled with gunpowder, as the other half was filled with sand. After creating, let's say, five hundred blocks of TNT, Steve passed me a redstone torch and a pickaxe. I mined straight in one direction (ugh) for fifteen blocks and came back into the quarry. I began to fill it with TNT. Steve was placing obsidian on the outside of the branch. After I was finally done filling the quarry, I dug down to Steve, replaced the blocks, and he left me a space to plant the torch. I placed it and broke it again.
"Hurry!" I yelled. The TNT was in the way. "OH CRAP!" I backed up quickly and just when the TNT was about to explode, Steve placed the obsidian in front of me, blocking the explosion.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM... was all I heard. We were extremely quiet as if making another sound will damage our hearing. I was begging Notch to help us. Suddenly, the explosions stopped. We waited for a few seconds, expecting lag to stop, which never came. Steve mined the obsidian in front of us and we saw multiple branches of diamonds, butter- I mean, gold, coal, iron, and redstone. There were more diamonds, strangely. I stepped forward and my jaw dropped in awe.
"You still have the Fortune level four pick?" I asked cooly. Steve was holding the purple-glowing diamond pickaxe. "Awesome."
I deposited the stack of diamonds into the diamond-filled chest, then the multiple stacks of iron and gold in the fifty furnaces, and placed the countless amount of redstone in the countless chests. Fifty hundred years later, I passed out on the floor.