A beautiful world

The ground breaks

I trudged along the plain, the monsters purple eyes and ferocity haunting me. Now with the books help, I made a crafting table. Apparently almost everything that can be made in this blocky world is made on this. Hard to believe but it is true. Following instructions I just made a set of wooden tools. Now I finally had a weapon. Sort of. I'm not sure u call a wooden sword a weapon. This world had alot of exploring to do. The large city I came from was still in view. Should I go back? I pondered this for a moment. I continued to trudge through the empty plains but something caught my eye, a human like figure. Another horrible monster? Or a real human? I was really paranoid now. I just didn't know what to do and somehow tripped on my own foot. The ground I was standing on was covered in gravel or rather made of gravel because the ground began to sink, then it started to sink further and further and it finally caved in to reveal an huge, deep, dark chasm. Like really deep.