Chapter 3: Building and crafting.
After a long time of sobbing and hyperventilating, the unfortunate man decided to take action, and boy was he angry. So angry, he relentlessly smashed his fist into a small cube of grass. To his surprise, cracks formed. He continued punching, until it finally popped away. He could feel it was somewhere inside of him. But where did the thing go? He tried to visualize what he was carrying, and again, to his surprise, his vision of the world all but disappeared. It was replaced by a large grey grid. He was still there. In the back corner, he saw a small brown cube. He reached out and touched it. Contact with it took it from the large grid, and was put in his hand. Some magic was holding the mound of dirt together, or else it was just compact, as it stayed a perfect cube, even in his hands. He stared in wonder, before turning away from the grid. As if on cue, the grid faded away.
"As if..." The man thought. He then tried hitting the ground with the cube. It was placed on the ground, as a solid block. He stepped on it. It was firm enough. Suddenly, he heard a small oink. He cast a frustrated glance in the direction, and spotted a perfectly blocky tree, and a pig. He ignored the pig, and started to punch the bottom of the tree. Once the block broke, the tree did not fall.
"I guess Albert Einstein has no control here!" The man laughed. "wait a minute, how did I remember him?"
When he opened the inventory the next time, he noticed something: a small grid in one corner. Experimenting, he put the dirt there. Nothing. He placed the wood. Now, another slot appeared. A block of wooden planks was in this slot. It seemed to be only one plank block, but he could somehow tell that it would run out after hitting the ground four times. It was like a small number was placed next to it. Then, playing with the wood planks he now had, split the stack, putting an imaginary "2" next to each plank, and doing so again before filling the grid with them. To his utter surprise, this actually made something! A small table, with a few tools hanging on the side, and a cloth spread over the top. The man smiled, and placed it. It seemed like any other block, but there was something special about it... Something telling him to just... Look at the top.
AN: oohhh cliffhanger! Well, we'll see what the future brings for our character...