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I opened my eyes to see that I was laying down on grass. "Where am I?" Slowly, I got up and looked around. Mountains could be seen in the far north. To the left, there was a forest of spruce trees. To my right, there was a lake. "How did I get here?" I pondered. "Welcome to Minecraftia, my friend!" Startled, I looked up to see a stranger perched on a ledge. "Who are you?" I asked. "The name's Dark_Master_98!"

"Nice to meet you. Can you tell me where I am?"

"As I said before, you are in Minecraftia. Do you need some help getting started?"

"That would be nice."

"Alright then! This here is a tree."

"Really? How would I have ever guessed?"

"Pay attention."

He started punching the tree. I was just about to ask why when the part of it he was punching broke off. "You can use this to make a crafting table. Go on, try it!

I looked at it, confused. How was I supposed to do that?

"Just open your inventory and put it in the crafting grid. Take out the planks and make a square. That will give you a crafting table!"

I did as he instructed, and got a crafting table.

"Well done! I would teach you more, but I really have to go now. There is a village a little south from here. Good luck!"

"Thanks!"

"I am not sure what it is, but something seems a little different about this noob. I may have to keep an eye on him, see how he does. Something tells me that he may be The Chosen One." With one final glance backwards, Dark_Master_98 headed off.

"I wonder what I should do now. The village sounds interesting, so I may go over there, but it is getting a little late. I should make a shelter." I began collecting materials by punching trees down. Once I had enough, I made some planks and set up a temporary shelter. "This should be good for the night. Not the best shelter ever, but it will protect me from the elements. Better get to sleep."

The next morning, I woke up to find a strange green creature 10 feet away. "What is that thing?"

It noticed me and headed towards me. "Strange. Maybe it is friendly." Then a hissing noise began to sound from it. "Something tells me I should run away." I ran away seconds before an explosion occurred. Screaming, I fell to the ground. Looking behind me, I saw that a crater laid where my shelter used to be. Wincing, I got up and peered into the hole. Dirt and wood was scattered everywhere inside it. "I should probably get going. Hopefully no more of those things shows up." I headed south towards the village.

I was not even halfway there when a strange sight stopped me. An amulet was laid down on the ground, glowing purple. Interested, I picked it up. It had an amethyst center, surrounded with gold. "This looks interesting. I wonder who it belongs to? Maybe I should take it with me, to see if I can learn who owns it." I put it into my inventory and carried on with my journey.

I arrived at the village shortly before noon. It was a relatively small one, with several houses. The villagers stopped to look at me. "Do you think he wants to trade with us?" "Maybe. He does not seem to have much with him though." "Darn, I haven't had a good trade in weeks!" "Don't worry, you will get your chance eventually."

I walked over to the villagers. They looked at me curiously. "Hi! I am new here. Can you tell me what I should do?" They gathered into a huddle, discussing among themselves. After a few seconds, they focused back on me. "You will need to speak with our leader about that. He lives in the church."

"Okay, thank you," I replied. After a short walk, I arrived at the church. Apprehensively, I knocked on the door. After a few seconds, a villager in a robe opened the door. "Ah, good! A new trade partner! I wondered when another would arrive!"

"Actually, I was wondering if you would teach me the ways of the land here."

"Ah," he said, sounding a little disappointed. "You want to learn the ways of Minecraftia, do you? We will teach you, but not for free. First, we need you to do something for us."

"Fair enough. What is it you want me to do?"

"You see, long ago we once had thousands of emeralds in a bank. We were very proud of our collection, and for security measures, gave the access code to only one person, Benvolio. However, one night, a horde of zombies attacked us. Our Iron Golem Marcus managed to kill most of them. However, one zombie managed to get to Benvolio. Marcus killed it, but not before Benvolio turned into a zombie. Knowing that he was very important, Marcus did not kill him. Instead, he trapped Benvolio in that house over there. What we need you to do is to retrieve a Golden Apple for us. It is essential for us to give it to Benvolio so that the process can be reversed. Can you manage this?"

"I believe so. Where can I get one of these apples?"

"You must go into the zombie dungeon to the west and get one from one of the chests. We cannot go with you, for we are defenseless against the zombies. Marcus cannot go either, since he is watching over Benvolio. I am afraid that you must go alone. Is this alright?"

"Let me think for a minute."

"Alright, but do not take too long."

Should I go? One the one hand, I know nothing about this place, and I would be lost without their help. On the other hand, what they are asking of me sounds dangerous. Maybe I would be better off alone. No. I need them to guide me.

"I accept your offer."

"Excellent! We will be waiting for your triumphant return! Do not fail us!"

Easier said than done. However, I said my goodbye to him and headed west.

I left off on a bit of a cliffhanger here. How will our hero do in this test? Will he get the Golden Apple and save Benvolio? Or will he die trying? Stay tuned to find out, the next chapter will be coming tomorrow!