Authors note: I forgot to put this in the first chapter. This story is somewhat inspired by My craft: By Onthecobb

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I sat up quickly, startled.

"Jeez, that was a weird drea-"

I opened my eyes to see the same lucious blocky green landscape from before. It was not a dream.

Holy shit oh fuck, I thought, I'm all alone

Sighing, I picked myself up off the ground.

"Might as well look around I guess," I declared to nobody.

I shuffled over to a nearby lake to get a drink. I bent over the crystal clear water and cupped some of the liquid into my hand. I quickly brought it up to my mouth and sipped from it before it could spill out.

While I drank, I got a good look at my reflection. My long purple hair probably would probably be eye catching if there was anyone else around. My dark brown eyes were… eyes? I had a black baggy hoodie, with some straps coming out from the top. And some tan shorts. Also a backpack. Not the best clothes to have while stranded, but they'd do. Just as I was about to leave, I noticed a weird tattoo on my arm of a two by two grid, and a necklace of 10 red hearts and 10 brown chicken legs, or corn dogs, I really couldn't tell.

"…that's interesting."

I have got to stop talking to myself

I saw a nearby tree. For some strange reason, I felt compelled to repeatedly punch it. I trudged over to the tree and slowly punched the bark. Eventually, with a crack, it disappeared, leaving behind a small block. I decided to pick it up, and strangely, the tree just floated there, in the air. I decided to collect the rest of the logs, and started balancing them on the grid tattoo, but when I placed one down, it was replaced by four small cubes of what I assumed were wooden planks. An idea popped into my head and I put each of the planks on the grid, creating some kind of work bench. Maybe I can make some kind of phone to call for help.

I placed the crafting bench, or table, on the ground, and it expanded to become a full grown block. Wasting no time, I made an axe, pickaxe, a door, and lots of planks. I decided to build a little house with the planks, and placed the door down. Yawning, I decided to take a nap on the dirt floor.