Prologue

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Thump!

"Perfect!" I set the final oak wood block on my wooden mansion. I'd spent 16 days building this house, only stopping to eat and recollect supplies. Finally it's payed off! I look up to the house in amazement. This may be the best one I've ever built!

I headed to the security gate. The snow golems nod at me as I pass through phase one of security. Then I make my way through the crowd to the exit gate. I swing open the fence gate, and follow the trail through my front yard. As I walk, my eyes pass over the beautifully trimmed bushes out front, cut in the shape of a pickaxe and sword crossed. My world may be made of blocks, but that doesn't make my house any less perfect.

I get a message from my partner, Tiger: "Meet me at the conference room inside of your house. There's something important we need to talk about."

I sped up on my way there, the bushes and trees rushing past as I made my way there. Finally, I burst through the front door. As I look around, for a second I forget where the conference room is. But then I remember and I make my way there. I hop into the redstone elevator. When I reach the top I practically dive back out and sprint across the hall and into the conference room.

Out of breath, I talk-breath,"So, what's up?"

Tiger replies,"I'm writing a book of our adventures. So I basically need you to tell your life story from the day you spawned, alright?"

"Um... yeah, sure."

"Well, here goes nothing..."

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