My eyes open up for the first time, looking around, I am surrounded by oak and birch trees. Off in the distance, I can see the peaking tops of spruce's and high cliffs. Sheep bounce up and down, and pigs oink at one another down in a nearby valley. I am standing on an elevated part of a forest biome, that connects to a plains biome. Rose flowers and daisies surround me.
Down the slope directly in front of me, about two chunks away, an NPC village begins to load in. I don't move at first, because start up lag is what killed me on my last world. Chunks finish loading, and I finally can get my bearings. I climb to the top of the incline, and see some mountains.
"That's where I will build my house," I say to myself. I then go down to the NPC village.
Grunts and awkward stares greet me as I step on the gravel path leading into the town. It is easy to tell that they don't like me. After all, I am very different from them. I look different, my voice is less harsh when I speak, and I don't walk around with my arms crossed over my chest like they do. These differences are all too familiar to me though, because I have found NPC villages on other worlds before.
Each time I get on a world, with a handful of exceptions, I almost always get close to finding out why everything is the way it is. I almost find out why I one day just became, and why I have ever sense, non stop been doing what I have done. I have never survived past the End. The dragon knocked me off of the platform all three times I got to the end.
From what I could gather from the NPC's, the only answers I will get are found when I kill the ender dragon. They don't talk to me too much though. They say that some people like me kill their kind all of the time, and they're completely defenseless against it. I can respect that, so I don't blame them.
I gather all of the ready wheat that is in the village gardens, and I make bread at a nearby crafting table. I then head straight to work.
I begin punching a nearby oakwood tree. Two, three, four, five... *pop*. The wood then jumps into my inventory, and in the upper corner of my eye, I see [Achievement unlocked].
I keep punching all of the wood on the tree until the trunk is gone. The leaves begin to despawn, and an apple dropped to the ground. I pick up the apple and then continue back to the village. I make a crafting table again, and get another [Achievement unlocked]. I make a pick and go find a villager. The sun is now going down, I have a little bit of time. The villager tells me of a nearby cave with the rusty orange dotted rocks in it. I then go to there. I mine some cobble up for me, and craft me a cobble pick. Then I proceed to get the Iron. After collecting all eight pieces, I then get as much cobble as I can.
The sun is setting, so I head back to the village.
After speaking with a couple villagers, I am permitted a house at the edge of the village. There I place my crafting table for the final time that day, and I craft an oven. After smelting some of the iron, I make sheers and go get some wool from some of the nearby sheep. It is dark, and I know that creepers and the likes there of will be out now. I quickly head back to the village.
The poor lighting makes for a bad place to be, especially when mobs walk freely.
"I'll light up the village some time soon," I whisper to myself. I quickly craft a door and place it before the entrance to my humble home. I craft my bed, place it, and sleep.