When I arrived at the mine, it was dark. There were torches lit up, but not very many, so I couldn't travel very far. I found lots of iron and gold ore, but unfortunately, I could not mine them with a wooden pickaxe. So I mined stone and coal instead. There weren't many monsters down there as well, which was good for me, because if there were, I probably would've died.
When night came, I was relieved to finally leave the mine. That meant I had to survive in the city without a home, though, so I was kind of scared of the hostile mobs. I'm just praying I'll live to see my salary.
The first few nights of working in the mine haven't been great so far. Every day I would go to work and end up dying on the job, and having to start all over again. I would have 60$ right now, but since I lose everything when I die, I don't have anything right now. Except for the wooden pickaxe, though, since Freezie04 gave me a new one every time I died. I could tell he was annoyed by my failure.
I sat down on the wooden stair benches of the park and started to get really sad. Was it possible to survive here without being a complete genius who has lots of money?
After a few minutes of sitting on the stairs, I heard someone walk over to the park I was in. I didn't see them with my head down, but I could hear them eating something, which made me wish I had food.
I waited for them to go away until they finally noticed me and walked over to me.
"Uh, you okay, buddy?" I heard them say. I didn't respond.
"Talk to me." They said.
"…How do you survive here?" I finally said. "You need to survive to get money, but you need money to survive? Who came up with this system?"
"I'm guessing you're a beginner." They said.
I finally lifted my head up to face them. "Yeah, I sort of am."
"Well, I don't know what to tell you." He said. "I suppose I could give you one of my swords."
"Wait… really?"
"Sure. If you're really struggling to survive here and it seems that hopeless, then you could probably use a sword. It's made of wood, but I think it'll do." He got out a sword made of wood. It looked amazing to me.
"Th-thank you. Thank you so much." I said as I grabbed it. I really was grateful.
"No problem." He said. "It's always nice to help a person out, as my Mom says."
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."
"Alright, I get it. You're welcome." He started to walk off while I admired my new sword.
"Wait!" I stopped him. "What's your name?"
"Rainbowcreepers101." He said. "But you can call me Rainbowcreepers."
"Thank you, Rainbowcreepers."