When I awoke from the blackness of my slumber, I felt tired and spent as if I had never had slept at all, like I was knocked out. I then sat up and opened my eyes to gaze at my surroundings and saw that I was in a grove of trees no, not a grove of trees but an entire forest full of life. I looked around and all I could see was trees, blocking my way from all directions as if, they wanted to block my vision so I could not see what was in the world. I got up from the ground and found out that at my feet was a small backpack, almost like a satchel, and picked it up and found that it was considerably light compared to its contents, which was: a copper hatchet, (I presume it was copper by its brown sheen) a copper pickaxe, and a small, almost toy-like, copper sword that was probably the lightest of all the objects in the backpack. Then, from atop the treetops, an acorn dropped on my head. I quickly dismissed the acorn and went along my business when, yet again, another dropped on my head. I looked up to see a tall, thin, almost slender character up resting on the limb of a large tree. "They say there is a person that will guide you through this land… oh wait that's me." The person said. This person, had a unique confidence to them but, acted quite annoying. "This is the type of person some guy would punch in the face, probably me." I thought to myself. The person climbed down from the tree and came up to me and I saw the the person was male, probably in his late twenties, and had spikey, light brown hair, light blue jeans, and a tan shirt. "Who are you?" I asked. "Is it not obvious? I'm the guide." The guide said. "My guide?" I asked. The guide shook his head. "The guide." He corrected. And as if by a routine the guide cleared his throat and gave out a speech, and he said: "Welcome to the magical world of terraria! I will guide you through this mystical land, giving you advice and helping you through your journeys! You will encounter many horrible, evil, disgusting abominations that you will have to overcome to save this land from the evilness of these creatures!" he said in one fast go. "So wait, I can ask you anything?" I asked. "Within reason of course. I know everything." He answered "So where did I come from? Where is this place? How do you know everything? Is there anything you don't know? Why am I he- I said before the guide interrupted me. "Slow down, I can't answer any of those questions. And I I know everything cause it's my job." He said. "Well what can I ask?" I asked. "I can only help you in terraria, not about stuff in your past." He said. "But what you might want to do is hurry up and build a house, it's starting to become night." He added. "Why? Is the big, bad guide afraid of the dark?" I joked. "No cause I don't feel like becoming a dinner for the un-dead." He said seriously. That got my attention real quick. "Now, what you want to do is grab that axe and start cutting down those trees." He said. "Ugh, that will take forever." I complained. I looked at the skinniest of the trees and saw that it was three feet wide, and a hundred feet tall. "Don't be a baby; it's easier than you think. But, when you fell a tree, be prepared." The guide snorted. I did not like the way he said that. I then lumbered over to a tree and started chopping at its trunk. When the tree was almost about to fall, the tree exploded into many branches and pieces of wood. I yelled as the wood almost fell on me and I quickly retreated away from the area. The guide almost fell over laughing and snorting. "That never gets old!" he said. "You should have seen the look on your face!" he laughed out. "That wasn't funny! I almost got crushed!" I hissed back. After the guide stopped laughing he said "ok, ok, now that you chopped down a tree, start collecting it all and put it in your backpack." He said. "How am I supposed to fit all this wood in my backpack? There's a lot here." I said. "Your backpack looks small right? Well the inside is bigger than the outside. You'll see." He said. I scoffed and picked up some wood and fit it into my backpack. Surprisingly enough, all the wood fit into the small backpack as I gathered it all. Over the period of an hour, I chopped down and collected enough wood to please the guide. "Alright then, what you need to do now is make a crafting bench. It shouldn't be hard, and I'll tell you how to do it." The guide said. It took me fifteen minutes to put together a crafting bench with the help of the guide. Then, over the hill came many jelly-like blobs, many were green and a few of them were blue. The blobs looked at me (I think they did anyway.) and they wobbled over to the spot with me and the guide. "What are those things?" I asked the guide. "They are slimes. They don't come out at night like the rest of the undead though, they are stupider than the rest." The guide responded. "Just take them all out with your sword." He added. I pulled out my sword thinking that it would be easy to take down the slimes. It was harder than I thought it was. I swung at the first green slime I saw and missed, and then the slime retaliated by leaping into my chest, knocking the air from out of my lungs. When the slime made contact I noticed that it stung my skin like acid. I grunted in pain and I swung again and made contact with the slime and the slime went flying and slammed into a tree, exploding into a gooey mess on the tree. Many scorch marks and dead slimes later, I killed them all off. I looked to see where the guide was and I saw him underneath a tree, sleeping. I grunted in disgust at the guide and all of the slime remains. I then saw that one of the slime remains had a small piece of slime, congested into a small ball shape. I then noticed that most of the slime carcass's had the same kind of slime ball. I picked up the gooey chunk of slime cautiously and felt that it was not acidic and was quite warm and spongy. I picked up all of the slime chunks and put them in my backpack. I found out that the bag was water-proof and that the chunks did not leave a gooey stain. I then walked over to the guide and I kicked him in the ribs to wake him. "Hey!" the guide yelled when I kicked him many times. "What was that for?" he asked. "What is this?" I said ignoring his question and handed him the chunk' o' slime. "What you got here is a piece of gel." The guide said after a minute or two of examination. "Very flammable." He added. "So what do I do with it?" I said. "You can make torches with it." The guide said bluntly.
Many hours later, after I collected more gel and more wood, the guide got impatient. "It would be faster if you helped out." I said when he complained about my progress. "I can't hold your hand forever." Was his reply. I grunted when he said this and I went to make a house. Surprisingly enough, it was easier to build the house then I thought it would. "How come it's so easy to build a house here?" I asked the guide. "In terraria many skills are enhanced and part of terraria's magic makes it easier to build." Was the guides answer. "I just don't get it." I said. "It'll become easier to understand when you live in terraria as long as I have." The guide said as he went inside the house. "Guess that's as good as an answer as I'll get." I thought to myself as I entered the house. My handiwork on the inside of the house was not as good as I thought it would. All that I placed in the house was a chair, a table, and a few torches to light up the place. I cut slots out of the sides of the house for windows and the floor was dirt. "Guess that we were just in time." The guide said. At first I didn't understand what he meant but, I looked out the window and saw that the sun was setting. "Well, better get some sleep before the zombies come out. I hope you're a sound sleeper." The guide said. With that, the guide curled up on the floor and went to sleep. Before long, I too was fast asleep, curled up next to a torch for warmth.