Everything One - shot ((REQUESTS PLZ))

SetoSorcerer X PotionBrewer!Reader ~ Accidently

((You live in the game and so does everyone else. Also pretend that villager archers and watchers are a thing, and that Seto was still with Team Crafted, who are still together in this fan fic))

You made haste towards the blacksmith's shop. It was the only house in the whole village that had a furnace, and you needed to cook some food. You were the only human in the entire tiny village, and you quite liked it. The villagers were nice to you, since you usually traded them with what you had and fought off the monsters at night for them. You stepped on the familiar cobblestone floor and placed your potatoes and coal in the bottom furnace. You held your nose from all of the smoke that was emitted from the lava right next to you and the furnace. The blacksmith smiled at you as he went inside his home to build some more armor. You took your potatoes and quickly made your way back to your house.

Your house was a little ways away from the village, since you wanted your privacy. It wasn't even a house; it was just a little place you dug up underground that connected to a small cave system that ended near the entrance. You lived away from the villagers because you made potions. You were one of the many humans who have been blessed with the ability to understand the concept of potion brewing. To you, it was a gift, but to the villagers, it was a curse. Some knew of your ability, and have kept it a secret, for now.

Opening the secret room with a lever, you went inside your "house." You had brewing stands everywhere on the walls, all with bottles of water or freshly made potions. You opened you chest and took a handful of gunpowder, quickly pouring it down a tube in one of your brewing stands. You walked up to where one of your chests were and placed your newly traded items in before taking a bite from one of your potatoes. You had quite a lot of potions that you have made in the past, and have memorized many of the combinations for several potions. You were no sorcerer, for you couldn't control magic if your life depended on it. You were a mere mortal human who lived underground and made weird concoctions and threw them at helpless animals.

You had no family, and knew no other humans. Well, you knew where they all lived. There was a kingdom that was a day's walk away from your little village, and that was where all of the humans lived. No one ever leaved, and no one ever thought otherwise. The only time the inhabitants left was to go out and hunt, gather supplies, or raid villages. You were the only human (that you knew of) who has never stepped in the kingdom. You knew from the villagers that the kingdom was ruled by a man named Sky, and he had a small band of friends that ruled with him. The villagers never questioned why you didn't live with the others, and were simply grateful for your help around the town.

Tired from your day of farming and trading, you laid in your bed and listened to the bubbling of the stands. You were okay with being alone; you were not depressed or an outcast, you just thought you worked better without people. You never knew how you came to the village, nor did you ever knew your parents. You have stayed with one of the village's priests (Notch bless his soul) until you were old enough to go out on your own and found your cave system. You sometimes went out at night to fight off the zombies who tried to take the villagers away, and used that as a great time to use your potions as a self defense mechanism.

You glanced at your clock to see what time it was. It was the end of the midday, and you had to get ready for the long night. You slept for most of the day, and you were ready to defend your village. You got up and took a few splash potions that did harm, and a strength, night vision, and speed potion as well. Taking your enchanted sword from the wall, you flicked a lever and walked out of the cave.