The Curse of The Red Pearl

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Pearl

Hello there, my name is Phillip Sanders I was a normal person like you living, living a great social life, A good house and I have a great reputation here in The Mesan Docks. I am also a ragtag explorer and adventurer, But in a few weeks my life was changed forever...

and not in a good way!

Here is my story,

I was on my latest adventure, seeking out the great idol of a secret ancient villager society, man that was my greatest adventure yet! Never gonna be one like it again. Ha!

So I entered the temple, vines were hanging all around making easy cover for them spiders, but I came prepared. I took out my flint and steel and burned the vegetation hearing the screeches of those arachniads crying out in pain. I brought along my trusty Iron Sword and my lucky torch for protection purposes just in case i run along a corpsy walker (zombies) or those bags of bones (skeletons).

Moss was all over the place, I had a feeling I was getting closer to the idol, closer to being a richer man. My daring exploration was driven by my moderate greed for them diamonds and gold. I
never knew it would land me in a horrid situation in the future.

Anyways. I encountered a passcode locked door and tried the first number that came to mind '6969' The door opened as I smirked and chuckled triumphantly, I walked in the room and watched in awe at the item on the pedestal, as I was staring at no idol or rare gem, but a crimson blood-red ender pearl or at least what I thought was an ender pearl. It was circular in shape and had a black center.

I saw a pressure plate under it and knew it was booby trapped. I thought in my mind, 'What could weigh as much as an ender pearl?' I thought for a moment and decided that my compass would have to do. I placed it down and picked up the pearl eyeing it's supreme complexion and almost beautiful texture. Until I heard a rumbling noise...