I love Minecraft. It is comforting to know that the only limit is the imagination.
I am not very skilled at Minecraft. Mostly, I frequented servers to play with my siblings and singleplayer creative worlds, because I didn't like to get hurt.
Years pass, and I have seen many Minecraft lets-plays, and how they make the coolest and most beautiful builds while playing survival.
I shift to mainly play singleplayer survival worlds. But much like my younger sibling with a dearly-beloved Wii game, I often started new worlds without progressing very much.
As I focus more on school, I dedicate less time to games and more time to making things in real life. But then I graduate with no solid plans for my immediate future, and I get to watch my new favorite twitch streamer: Philza.
In the many hours I have dedicated to listening to his streams, I have become more lax in the "rules" I set for myself, because that is what makes it fun for me to play.
That is what led me to create a world where hostile mobs can't naturally spawn, there are no wandering traders nor phantoms, and keepInventory is true.
Then my computer dies.
My PC's power bank bricks, and it can't turn on until it is fixed.
It doesn't get fixed until nearly Christmas of the year that I graduated.
After cleaning it of the 'digital dust' it gathered over the years, I booted up Minecraft.
I rescued the world I made over a year ago from the recycling bin. I forgot all the rules I had made the world with.
It did not forget me.
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a lonely world
Non-FictionThe world can be lonely. But it doesn't have to be. A Minecraft Lets-play, except it's me writing about the things I do and there is no video to watch.
