Monday

I woke up today at the sound of wood blocks being placed. I yawned and walked out the door. Alex was building a small tower out of wood planks. "What are you doing?" I asked. She looked over at me. "Oh, hey Luke." She said. "I'm building a watchtower." She said.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"Well, I love this place,"

She said. "So, I 

decided to live in this

forest. In an underground house. This watchtower will be the top of my house. I can have a ladder that goes into this tower."

I nodded. "Well, that's a good idea.:" I paused for a second, then said, "Well, I guess this is goodbye." She nodded. She walked over and hugged me. "By, Luke." I hugged her back. "It was nice knowing you, Alex." "Whoa whoa whoa," She said. She put her hands on my shoulders. "I'll visit your village," She said. I looked at the ground. "But it's so far..." She held my chin up. "But it's worth it to me. I'll make a rail track from here to there.

I smiled softly, even though It was weak.

She smiled at me. "Goodbye, Luke." I nodded. "Goodbye."

Hours Later...

I sat down against a tree, gasping for air. Running for hours really drains your hunger bar. I need to pack more food, I thought.

I grabbed a piece of rotten flesh and gagged. 

EWWWWWWWW. I thought. Despite how 

disgusting the meal was, I needed to eat

it to survive. I considered hunting, but then

I didn't have a furnace, and I didn't want 

to spend hours mining stone just to craft one. I shoved it in my mouth and swallowed. I gagged and almost threw up, then downed a bucket of milk and felt refreshed. 

I stood up and started to walk. After hours and hours, the sun began to set. I built a small dirt hut and camped in there with a single torch on the wall.

I shuddered as a breeze 

blew over me. I was super

cold, and didn't have enough

wool for a sleeping bag.

Tuesday

I woke up to the sound of a zombie pounding on my door. I drew my Voc sword and trembled. The zombie pounded and pounded, then finally it caught fire from the sun. I could hear it run around and then poof into smoke.

I let out a sigh of relief and slid out the door. The trees of the forest towered over me. It gave me an uneasy feeling, and I held up my sword a bit higher. As I packed up my shelter, it stayed on my belt.

I had a goal today. I needed to get a furnace.

I grabbed my pickaxe and walked towards a cave. 

I smashed a block for about 30 minutes and finally it popped out of the cave walls.

I smashed out 8 more blocks after a few hours, and scrambled out of the cave. I quickly crafted a furnace and cooked up a piece of chicken.

After my meal, I walked for the rest of the day.

Wednesday

I woke up with lots of energy. I decided I would make it twice as far today. I packed up my dirt hut and ran.

I ran, ignoring the pain in my body. I needed

to make a decent amount of distance 

today. If I made 2.5x more distance

than average, I would have to walk

0.5x less tomorrow to make it to my

village. 

(I made a map on my travels).

I ran and ran, and then something caught my eye so I stopped. A giant zombie, something I'd only read about.

A mutant zombie. I gulped. 

It turned toward me. I tried to slip 

behind a tree, but it noticed me.

It let out a deafening roar, and 

launched at me, faster than any

zombie.

I tried to dodge it, but it grabbed

my neck and slammed me into a tree.

I let out a yell of pain as it dragged me across the bark.

It threw me into another tree, and roared. I grunted and swiftly slipped on my Voc armor and drew my Voc sword.

I darted toward the zombie, 

yelling a warcry.

It roared again, and 

reached out a hand to grab

me.

I dodged it's giant, fleshy 

hand, then sliced it's chest. It roared in pain and was knocked 

back. I grinned at my sword and thought, This sword is even more powerful than I thought!

I charged toward it, and stabbed it's arm. I yelled out, then socked me in the gut. I went flying and smacked into a cliff.

"OOF!!!"
I quickly recovered with a piece of chicken and readied my sword.

The zombie was on it's feet now, and then it started to jog toward me. "*GARGLEEEE*!"

I held up my sword to block it's fist as it attempted a punch.

I smirked as I struck it's chest, then followed up with a stab.

It roared and tried to punch, but just ended up twisting itself up and fell to the ground. I stabbed it once more and it exploded into smoke. 

It dropped tons of XP and a gigantic hammer. When I opened up my inventory to examine the hammer, I noticed a black crystal, labeled, "The Core of the Wither."

I thought for a moment. "Ohh, the Wither Storm must've dropped this," I said to myself.

I wondered what it could do, when I looked down at my XP bar. I was at level 98.  

I gasped. You see, when you hit Level 100, you get to choose a Guide.

A guide is like a profession, except you get abilities related to the Guide you chose. 

I was so excited I started to look for some animals to gain XP.

By the end of the day, I was at Level 99.

I pouted, but promised I would get to Level 100 tommorow.