Screwed up writing in this entire chapter is intentional
day ?
im still alive somehow. I hurt so MUCH all over that must mean im still alive. can breathe thank gods. need to breathe
looked down and instantly regret it, my body is covered in blood like someone dumped me into a literal blood bath
chestplate is fucked from the explosion. hoodie is ripped too. can see very many entry wounds on my stomach, but theyre not bleeding anymore. dont know how long ive been out for, but the fact that I still haven't bled out is probably a good thing.
need to eat something and hope the regeneration can fix me up from this. Else im not waking out of here
ate some of that beef I had earlier. healing kicked in instantly. what SUCKED was the fact that I still had iron shrapnel in me from the chestplate – cant believe it just got blasted apart - fucking pulled out of my body before the wounds started closing themselves. its all good now – i can stand and move around in the same capacity as before, pain notwithstanding.
spotted a chewed on golden apple on the ground. must have grabbed it in the dark and ate it while bleeding out. I suppose it did something to bring me back. that was some divine intervention having me find it in a chest.
just remembered about the "days survived" command. tried using it to no avail – need to be above ground for it to work. great
stuck in a cave-in. suppose it was from that explosion. i guess it explains why i haven't been eaten or shot while i was out – either that or the monsters thought me dead for real.
maybe i was. dead.
atleast my pickaxe is still alive, so to speak. Time to get out of this fucking place.
getting out took way too long, but I wasnt about to take any chances – shield raised high, creeping back through the shaft, listening. Could not afford to get caught off guard like that again. Even so, a single zombie stumbling out of the dark had nearly given me a heart attack. had to take some hits on the shield – don't want to get hit now that my chestplate's gone, but I cut him down. He dropped a pristine-looking carrot – I'd probably be happy if I wasn't so tired and spooked and jumping at every shadow.
For once, that zomb was the only thing id encountered. Going up to surface now.
Im back in my base. Dropped everything i'd found before my (almost) second demise.
Climbed out during nighttime. Only a single green guy on the surface. I was about to kill him, but I missed the swing and he exploded (thankfully, I didn't get hit at all)
Not so thankfully, I had completely locked up after the explosion. painful and still fresh memories running through my mind at ruby-like speeds every second. It took an arrow wheezing past my head to snap me out of it and make haste towards my shelter.
This is not a good sign.
Right now I just want to sleep – for a very, very long time, preferably. I somehow doubt I'll be even able to close my eyes.
P.S: "Days survived" check – 9 days. Means tomorrow's gonna be my first 10
This is some fucking arc luck
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