Tommyinnit One shots

Underground life

Fluff
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Just an idea I got before sleep. Don't know what it is but seems fine enough to post. I found it quiet cute and interesting, so I hope you will too. Maybe there will be part two.

Btw, I didn't even notice that it's 101 one shot. Time flies by really fast.

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He had family, many friends and home. As everyone described it, he had everything that every kid could dream of. But, in reality he didn't had one thing. He was free, at least, as much as you can call it being free. He was loved, as much as being manipulated meant love. His heart was broken so many times, but he never thought about it to much. He simply get addicted to new things too fast, which was the main reason why he was always hurt and easy to manipulate. His discs, friends, family, Henry. Everything he had, he also lost.

Manipulation and pain was a part of his life, always making impact on his mental state. He seemed like a strong person, proud and determined when it comes to his home country. But the truth was, that he was weak. He was only a 17 years old kid, who was lost in the big and brutal world without anyone to get him out. So, he stayed there, looking himself in the walls of pain and fear. He stayed away from potential danger, like mobs and monsters. But even if he wanted, he couldn't get away from them. The people in L'manburg, they wouldn't let his leave nor let him be free. So, he stayed in L'manburg, avoiding people as much as he could.

Maybe it seemed selfish, but it was everything he wanted from the life. Just some time alone, away from the reality and pain, away from people and problems. Just a small break to rest,that was everything. Was that too much to want? Life wasn't fair towards him but he taught himself that it won't be fair ever. It simply wasn't meant for him. He was supposed to work, to farm, fight and die. And as much as he hated that, he couldn't do anything with that. He was stuck in this worlds, as a boy who was someone everyone could blame and let out  their emotions. He had feelings too, but did anyone noticed? No, it was like they treated him like a punching bag. He had to accept it and move forward, facing all the pain and unfair things that life would bring to him.

He spend days on farming food, collecting cobblestone and iron. But not for himself, his 'friends' gave him tasks like that. Why? Cause they thought he didn't had anything to do. But he had his own things to do. Like rebuild his home, collect food for winter and find some emeralds to trade with villagers. Everyday meant more work to do, sometimes it took him even all day just to collect 5 stack's of iron for one of his friends. Everyone mined almost all the ore's and yet, they expected him to find any. It was hard but somehow he managed. There were days where he wouldn't even have time to eat or rest, cause of his friendly and royalty character. He did everything for them, what did he get in return? Some gold, which wasn't worth all his work. At some point, he got addicted to working so much, that he started building random things all over the familiar place, leaving no clear field or forest. In short time, he build one village with villagers, huge farm of watermelons, skeleton spawner and some small houses in the forest. It became his small new hobby, that he enjoyed and couldn't leave.

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In Over three months, he didn't had place to build anymore. Everything was covered with farms, towers to protect the town, villages, caves and even ruined made by him. So, when he had no place to build, he decided to think where to build now. It took him two days, before an idea pop inside his head. If the outside world is all covered in buildings, then why not start with underground? He had so much place there and it didn't matter where he build, it was no one's so he could do anything he wants.

With that, he went underground and looked around. He stopped an bug cave, but it was too small for his liking. So, after setting off some TNT, it was bigger. But still too small in his opinion. He killed over 200 creepers and collected sand. He got around 100 TNT. With satisfaction, he set it off, hiding behind a big wall in full netherite armor and with a totem of undying, if the explosion was too big. Luckily for him, everything went just as he wanted. Everything underground blew up, leaving whole big cave, ready to be filled up with buildings. When he saw his masterpiece, inspiration and creativity filled his mind, excited to use every small idea he had.