"Hate it!" I yelled as I gathered my stuff. "Hate it, hate it, hate it."
I didn't have much, since I ran around a lot. My 'stuff' consisted mostly of:
•A sword (wood or stone)
•Food, such as potatoes and carrots.
•A crafting table
•Rotten flesh
•Wood
And yes, that is basically it. This village was going down, but I wasn't staying here to see another one in ruins.
I heard a massive roar and a sudden earthquake threw me off my feet. The ground had started to crumble.
I got to my feet and ran out of the empty villager house I had taken shelter in. I started sprinting to the nearby forest. I would probably be able to take refuge in a cave and then start moving again.
What was I running from? It. When the ground starts to rumble I know its disaster because every time it happens the ground starts to break away.
I once almost got sucked into the endless void it created, where it deteriorated into nothingness. I was on the brink of death, and I was looking into a blank space.
I just made it to the borders of the forest when I heard a loud BAM! behind me.
I didn't look back because I already knew there was nothing.
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ספרות חובביםOverin has lived alone in Minecraft for a long time... He stopped counting the years since it made him feel empty and cold. Life has become one big joke. His house keeps getting blown up, and his items keep getting stolen. Sometimes, the ground brea...
