My first story, be gentle...

This story will never bring up the subject of the cubic world, my goal isn't any "brought into a game/different world"-story, what I'm trying to do is a story based on the concept and feel of Minecraft. It will be a lot more realistic than the game itself, but still Minecraft I hope.

Enough of this now, we have a cliché beginning in front of us...

I remember waking up on a beach with sand in every possible and impossible part of my body, I remember the burning suns teeth sinking into every part of my skin not covered by my ragged clothes, but maybe worst of them all, I remember the agonizing hunger, so strong that probably could have eaten an entire...

"MOOO!"

I opened my eyes, only to slam them shut again the moment after, blinded by the light. I tried again, adjusting little by little.

There! In the forest a bit up from the beach stood a cow who probably has lost the rest of the pack. I looked around for something to use as a weapon against it and found a bunch of sticks, planks and other wooden rubble laying around...it was about then I really started to think about what was going on.

After a while of thinking, I came to these conclusions:

1: I was on a beach.

2: I didn't know who I was.

3: The wood next to me must have been a boat at some point.

4: I probably ended up here by crashing said boat into the shore.

5: I was so hungry that I had no time for lists.

I gathered a bunch of rock and started smashing them together in hope of producing a sharp shard, and succeeded after a while. I used the shard to sharpen the end of one of the sticks laying about, making a basic spear.

When I felt happy with the outcome, I went after the cow.

It didn't take long until I found it, and it took less time from that to the cow laying dead on the ground. I rushed to it and used my stone shard to carve out a piece of raw meat and instantly started to chow down on it.

With some food in my stomach, I could think more clearly, so I started to contemplate about where I was, how I got there and who I was.

"Okay, I don't know who I am, neither do I know where I am or even how I got here. I just killed a cow and ate its flesh raw using a makeshift spear made from..."

An idea popped into my mind and I sprinted back to the disintegrated boat, hoping to find some clues or even answers to these troublesome questions.

Nothing.

Well, maybe not "nothing", but no clues. Instead I found a rather large backpack which probably would become extremely useful. With nothing left here to do, I prepared myself for a most likely long journey on foot.

I strapped my spear to the side of the backpack and put my shard in one of the pockets before I started to make another one. A couple of sticks and planks from the beach followed suit into my pack before I walked back to the dead cow.

Using my new shard, I cut out some more meat and some sinews to use as thread. I picked the biggest leaves I could find around me and wrapped the slab of meat, binding it together with some of the sinews before I put it in another one of the pockets. Using one of the remaining "threads", I fastened my new shard to the basic spear, upgrading it a little.

With everything done, I tried to find my bearings and headed in the same direction further into the woods, hoping to find someone, something to answer my questions.

So, that was it, the first chapter.

Please review and write what you thought about it, it would help out a lot.

I will try to upload new chapters semi-frequently, the second one should be up rather soon.

And of course, thanks for taking your time to read it!