The World of Craft

I wake up, on the ground. My head is throbbing, it feels like I have been hit with a boulder. I get up “Ouffff!” I mutter as I get knocked back by this, huge moving blob of sludge. I pick myself up and run, it hurts but I keep on running. Tears start running down my eyes, tears of pain. Then I see another huge blob of sludge in front of me, and another from the left, and now the right! . I’ve been cornered, I look around for something, and then I see a sword. It’s in a bad condition, but it will have to do. I run to it and quickly pick it up, turn around in time to see 1 of the 4 sludges and cut it in half. It turns into 2 smaller sludges. I cut those two in half, and see these coins inside the dead sludge monster. I pick them up, the gel too. I then remember I have no time to think, only time to run. Then an arrow comes flying out of nowhere hit a sludge monster, it then goes on fire melting down into gel and coins. I pick those up and see that the other two slime were dead, I rush over to pick up their items too. I them hear: “Hello stranger.” says the man. “My name is Rick, some people call me the guide.” says Rick, “What’s your name.” he continues. “My name is, well, I don’t know” I say. “Just as I feared.”, “Every 1000 years a new person comes, from where? I don’t know, but with that person come a guide. To help him survive. Here take this axe and pickaxe.” Says Rick, not to sure on what he is saying. Like he is being told this as he was saying it. “Thank You” I say as I take the axe and pickaxe. I then question “What were those things?”, “Slimes, squishy, but deadly. They drop coins and gel I saw you picked those up.” He answers me. “But why do they drop coins?” I question him again. “Everything that can hurt you drops coins, the sacreds drop more, they drop their own items and banners, come on let's go to my house.” He says, and we start walking to wherever his house is.

“So this is where you live?” I ask, “Yes this is where I live, a stupid little house. But this is where I was put.” Rick Replies sadly. “Well I see some trees I think I will expand it.” I say hoping to cheer him up. “I think I will want another room instead.” Rick says happily. Then I go and approach the tree, I pull out my axe and take one swing at it. The tool makes contact with the chunky substance. I repeat until the tree falls down, into little pieces. I pick up the wood and go to another tree and cut that one down too, by now I have 50 little pieces of timber. But then I see a slime. I throw my sword and cut it in half, then stomp on the remaining smaller blobs. I pick up the gel and coins, and go for several more trees.

By the time I finish it’s night. I remember what the guide said sprint back to Rick’s Home. “I am ba…”, I see him in his chair asleep and decide to leave him alone. I think how to make some walls, then I make a workbench but it down and then with my sword, start cutting the pieces of wood into little pieces I call “walls”. I then go outside and build an extension to the house and make it into a 2 room house. I then make 2 doors and put them either side of the room so we can get in and out. Now I think of what I can put inside this room. I look around in the house previously built by the guide, I see a chair and a table. So I put a chair and a table in the new room. Then I hear something that makes me shiver, a human scream. As i’m sprinting outside I draw my sword, ready for anything. I see a bearded individual getting chase by a… “Help me, I am getting chased by a ZOMBIE!” The individual says as he throws a knife at the zombie. I react quickly and throw my sword at the undead walker, and start sprinting at the brainless bozo, and then I swiftly jump, and kick his head clean of his neck. The beast falls to the ground. Coins appear out of nowhere, I grab my sword and the coins. Then something makes me grab my sword, and cut out a chunk of his decaying flesh and put it in my rucksack that I found on the way back from cutting down the trees. “Thank you stranger.” The facial haired man says. “I came looking for a home. Any person will come to your little foundation, as long as you have a empty room. I am the first person to come, accept from your guide.”. I tell him he can come in and settle down. I feel so tired I fell to the ground the second I got the merchant settled (He told me his name when I was showing him where his room is). I wake up on the floor and see the guide and the merchant talking, I decide to leave them. I walk out the door and grab my pick, a thought rushes into my mind saying “Get some armor”. I then discover that the guide said that. “Ok, I will bring back some ore.” I reply, knowing that there is metal ores in the ground. As I head of the find a cave I think, ‘How can I get out of this world?’.

About one and a half hours later I find a cave instantly finding some darkish, shiny ore. I can only think to mine it and pick it up, I think that iron. Starting to head down the cave I hear a moaning noise. A zombie, I think in a nano second. I unsheathe my sword and ready up. As I turn the corner I lift my arm and spot the zombie. ZING! I open my eyes and see a sword through a zombie’s head. Suddenly I hear someone say: “Hello”. I whip around to face a skeleton with a hat and some robes. “Hi”, I reply.