Lordt, The Minecraft Chronicles. “Now, Use This Wisely”

We woke up in the middle of nowhere. To be more precise it was more of a grassy knoll in the middle of nowhere.

There were trees in every direction and mountains on the horizon. Lush streams formed crystalline lakes and animals roamed free. The world was our oyster.

Taking a look around I began to notice the sun slowly set in the background and the hilltops began to glow in the twilight.

It was at this point I also noticed a throng of armed skeletons heading our way.

“Run!” I cried. But running did no good as they had bows and arrows and were using them liberally in our general direction.

“Hide!” I cried, but there was nowhere to hide…

“Dig!” I cried, but our efforts only lead to a cavern full of yet more skeletons.

This was beginning to develop into a really tedious situation.

“Build!” my companion suggested.

And thus, our first night on this virgin world was spent huddled on a 1 by 1 metre squared chunk of earth about 60 or so feet in the air.

It began to rain.

I’m glad it rained, as due to the skeletons that loomed in the darkness, I had once again soiled myself with particular vigour.

It was a long night.

As the rain eased I wrung out my trousers and eagerly awaited the arrival of the sun, which wasted no time in presenting itself fully to the host of beasts below. They combusted forthwith.

We had survived our first night.

Next on the menu was to set up home. We couldn’t risk another night trapped in the wilderness and so we dug into the side of a rock face overlooking a large pool. I suppose in our minds this created some form of natural moat. The reality being it merely blocked our escape.

As my partner chiselled away I began arranging area of the crude rooms he had carved. We got into an argument, however, after I boxed him in with some granite be accident, nearly suffocating him in the process.

Later that night we saw the creatures return, except this time we had the last laugh due to our well-constructed abode. The laughter was short-lived as whilst trying to open the door to take a look outside I accidently managed to destroy it, using up the last of our wood resources in the process.

Another night was spent in fear huddled around a crude torch we had fashioned from some sticks and coal. The creatures didn’t seem to enjoy light, and it did the trick until morning where I received specific instructions to never touch anything ever again.

The weeks passed much as the previous days. I learnt a few skills and managed not to destroy our first home, but as time passed we decided that home just wasn’t home unless it was a fucking castle.

We built high, strong and long until our castle was a fortress to behold. No creatures of the night would dare threaten our might now and soon, with the right gear, we would take the fight to them.

It was some time before my partner stumbled upon a metal seam. How we rejoiced. Real weapons and armour at last! If only there was more of it…

“Now, use this wisely” my companion explained as he smelted down another piece of ore into a fine ingot.

I nodded, though I’m not sure why.

As the days wore on we amassed enough metal to fully arm ourselves against the foes without, but then something caught my eye…

We were mining deep, stocking up on spare ore in case we needed repairs on our gear, when a golden glint formed a smirk on my lips.

Sadly, it didn’t take long for my partner to notice too and he gasped, realising we were stood on top of a seam of purest gold.

Together we mined the precious ore until we had amassed a small amount to lead riches to our cause.

Around the fire that night, my companion spoke.

“Gold. We can do so much with it. Circuitry, tracks, ornaments. There is the wealth too…” He looked up to the stars as he imagined we might create, if not today, then tomorrow.

How sad for him to awake the next morning to an empty stash.

The door to my chamber opened. More specifically, it flew of the hinges.

“All right, where is the…!?”

In the doorway stood my companion, agape.

In the centre of my chamber, stood I, clad head to foot in golden armour. The ensemble was set off by my gold broadsword with a few ingots strewn around the room for good measure.

There was a moment’s pause before my companion spoke.

“You’re an anus”.

 

~Lordt