He walked pass the trees while thinking what he should do next. He looked around, maybe he'd get ideas if he just looked around him. He looked at an oak tree and thought, "Maybe I should just chop down the trees first and then get some supplies?"
Standing in front of the tree, he's starting to think that maybe it's a bad idea. Maybe he shouldn't try punch a tree.
He touched the tree with his blocky hand while examining it, "Seems like a regular tree".
Punching the tree softly, he didn't see any changes with the wood, "Maybe I'm not supposed to punch it?"
Crossing his arms he thought, "But this is Minecraft! How else am I supposed to get wood?"
He looked at the tree again and punched the tree in frustration. The wood seemed to crack a bit and his hand didn't even hurt.
"Huh.."
He punched the wood repeatedly until the wood broke. When the wood broke he got a miniature version of the wood which he could put in his pocket. He punched three more woods and stopped when his pocket couldn't fit the woods anymore, "Isn't there a way to put it in my inventory or something?"
Maybe he could open his inventory with his mind?
Closing his eyes, he thought about opening the inventory, "Come on, inventory.. OPEN!"
He opened his eyes and saw that nothing changed.
"Maybe I'm not using enough willpower?", he pondered.
He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath. He focused his mind on one thing and that thing was opening his inventory.
"Now... OPEN!"
Opening his eyes, he saw no changes.
"Damn."
Im sorry if the chapters are short! I'm not really that used to making long chapters..
Again, I'm also sorry if there are any grammatical errors!
Thanks for reading! ^^
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New World (The Pack)
FanfictionMinecraftia. A world where there are only the avatars controlled by the players from the Real World. One day, some players from the Real World woke up in Minecraftia and met their avatars. What would happen next?
