Write a story about surviving the first night in Minecraft!

As I finished a hard days work exploring and gathering resources the sun had began to set I knew that I would be in for a tough night ahead, I hadn't built a shelter yet so I would have fight for my life and as I stood there in the forest watching sun set I almost felt at peace, that peace didn't last long as the sun disappeared I had the rattle of bones behind me and as I turned around the first arrow went whizzing past my head, the second arrow hit me in the knee and all of a sudden my life was flashing before my eyes and I thought to myself is this the end, will my adventuring days be over. I snapped back to my senses and drew my sword charging at the 3 skeleton attackers their arrows missing as I dodged them until I plunged my sword into their bones ripping them apart and turning them to dust. I knew I couldn't stay here there would be more mobs coming soon and being in the forest was not the safest place to be with all of them the trees potentially hiding something behind them. I knew that if I could get to higher ground that I might stand a better chance against my would be attackers, As I began to sprint through the forest I started to hear more creatures of the night the groans of the zombies the rattling of the bones of skeletons and the god awful noises the spiders make, then I had finally reached the edge of the forest and what greeted me was open plains that was filled with these foul creatures it was then I spotted a cave entrance in the distance, after avoiding more skeletons I managed to sprint over and make it to the cave where I hoped that I could take shelter here from the hordes but as I quickly hurried inside the cave and blocked the entrance off behind me I turned around and placed some torches down and immediately regretted my choice after I saw that I was not alone in this cave it was filled with mobs at this point I know I had to fight I couldn't hold back anymore no Spider, Zombie, Skeleton or Creeper would stop me, I had to let it go. I grabbed the golden apple I had found in a chest in an abandoned village earlier that day and as I ate it I felt a surge of power flow through me so I rushed forward with my sword held high and began slaying every mob that would challenge me I felt like nothing could stop me I felt invincible. After sever hours had passed every mob was gone and I had illuminated the cave to stop anything else from spawning then I emerged from the cave battered and bruised a lone zombie stood in front of me, I stood there and watched as it caught on fire as the sun rose and perished before my eyes, I sat down next to a chicken I realised I had done it I had survived the night.

In this version, Steve is a world jumper, he is immortal and sometimes, on the worlds he helps save, things do not go well, so Steve is now banished to a parallel world for false crimes he is accused of...

Banished to another world, the price of power, Steve opened his eyes slowly, his head throbbing in pain, sitting up and looking around, a vast grassland, flowers and trees here and there, he staggers to his feet, it's time to get to work.

As he stands up he notices a strange group of blocks a little distance away, nether materials, stone, magma blocks and a chest, he begins to stride towards it and feels faint, realising he is dangerously dehydrated he walks towards the chest, arriving at the chest he opens it, inside his finds an apple with a golden tint to it, he knows he should be wary but by this point his hunger and thirst are too much, he bites into and immediately begins to feel better, sitting down he slowly devours his apple, once he is satiated, he looks back in the chest and spots a sword and shovel, both with an Iron cast to them, slinging the shovel across his back, he picks up the sword and swings it a couple of times, good weight and balance, this will do he thought.

Turning around, the sun is getting low and he knows from previous worlds, that things are about to get ugly.

Sprinting towards a small copse of trees he smashes all of them to pieces and stacks the logs, quickly stripping down a log to create planks he builds a table he can work with, once he's there he then quickly creates a stack of planks and a makeshift door, very quickly he erects a basic shelter, fixes the door and steps inside.

He needs a bed, he knows this, but it's now dark out, he can hear the moans of the dead, the click of spiders and the sound of bones on bones, he has no armour yet, he cannot sleep, not yet, there is so much to do.

He makes a decision, gripping his sword tightly, he steps out and sprints at the first undead he see's, running at full speed he jumps, aims the point downwards and pins the zombie to the floor so hard, the sword sinks a foot into the ground, looking up he see's a spider coming at him fast, as the spider jumps, he pulls the sword from the ground, throws himself onto his back and aims the point upwards, impaling the spider.

Quickly gathering flesh and loot, he looks around, it's dark, but the moon is bright, he spies what he needs, he see's some sheep and cattle, blankets and food, quickly moving he is suddenly confronted by an animated skeleton holding a drawn bow towards him, immediately he ducks as the arrow flys harmlessly above his head, swinging his sword from left to right he decapitates the skeleton, dropping it into a mass of bones, quickly stowing these away he moves on.

Reaching the sheep and cows, he makes quick work of them, grabbing wool, skinning leather and meat, he stores those too. Turning around he see's more undead between him and his shelter.

Holding his sword in his left hand, he pulls a bone from his stores and holds it in his right hand, he then starts to run, towards the under he charges, he is like a crazed animal, time seems to slow down, he is the middle of a storm yeh time has slowed down, he is moving, the undead are dropping, he can see patterns, more spiders join the fray and he drops each and every one of them until only he is stood, panting, out of breath, covered in blood and gore, an arrow hizzes past his head, swinging around a skeleton is coming towards him firing arrows, he dodges and moves, hurling the bone at the skeletons head, it snaps backwards, he quickly beheads it.

Looking around he realises he is safe for the moment, gathering as much as he can, he staggers back to his shelter, quickly entering and securing the door, he drops the supplies on the floor, makes a blanket and bed, and drops into sleep...

As he sleeps he dreams, that dragons will fall, cities will be built, gold and diamonds will be had, and perhaps this world could be his home at last....

Write a story about the first good night in Minecraft?

hmmmmm, maybe I want to tell you about the first time I played Minecraft solo, because usually I play with the help of friends on the server.

Coincidentally, my friends started not actively playing Minecraft anymore because they were busy with real life matters, and decided to turn off the Minecraft server.

At that time I looked for and tried several custom seeds on the internet, both Google & YouTube, because I really wanted the Minecraft world that I was playing this time to be a place to relax when off stream.

I also found a good Minecraft seed world where the place has an island in the middle of a lake, a very good place to make a base there. I plan to make a castle there.

To get to that place I traveled quite a long way, I took a fairly long land route but it turned out I also had to cross a wide ocean. Luckily I had time to cut down several trees at the place where I first spawned so I could make a boat directly to cross the ocean. this vast area.

Luckily it didn't take long to find land and when I arrived on land it was already afternoon, I continued my journey, even during the journey I was forced to AFK on the ground because I didn't have a mattress and I only brought supplies in the form of wood to make weapons. and equipment.

and I also have a little food, namely 5 apples that I found when cutting down the tree at the initial spawn point in this game.

I had time to make several tools, such as an axe, sword, picaxe but all of them were only made of WOOD!!

Since I don't have enough experience to defeat all the monsters in the night, after a few minutes I feel like I've been here for a long time and look out and still haven't.

a creeper fell into the hole where I was hiding and made me return to the starting place, when I got there it was still night, I tried my best to pick up some logs while being approached by a group of skeleton arrows, zombies, spiders when I picked up the logs.

Sometimes I have to dodge shots from skeleton archers because they can shoot from a distance too.

When I had gotten enough logs, I got the idea to make a tall tower to keep me safe. Due to building a house, I definitely wouldn't have enough time considering that the skeletons can shoot from a long distance.

I immediately made a tower 25 blocks high after looking for a place that was somewhat safe from the reach of the monsters, especially the bones. I managed to build the tower and widen the floor a bit so it wouldn't fall and I survived there, fortunately at that time there were no flying animal monsters so I could survive there until the sun came to burn all the monsters.

I awoke to sand. Endless sand. The day was hot - all I could see for miles was sand and more sand. Finally, I reached an oasis. Was this my ticket to a better life? All I needed was a tree to punch and then I would be set with the equipment needed to get away from this desert and start fresh. Starving, I crawled to the distant patch of green cuboids. Leaves! With the last reserves of my energy I punched the tree down.

In all of this the sun had been passing overhead and was beginning to set. The threat of zombies, skeletons and spiders awaited me. I was able to retrieve two apples from the tree. I ate them swiftly and dug down into the grass. I would have to hole up here for the night and then make my escape the next morning.

From my dark hole I could hear the sounds of monsters overhead. It was going to be a long night.

Hours later, the sounds of monsters terrorising desert bunnies and camels alike subsiding to the sound of fire and burning. Hellish really, but I knew this was a sign I could crawl out of this pit I had created for myself. I dug back up. The sun was out and the zombies were breathing their last, half-dead breathes. I had survived the first night - now all I had to do what find my way away from this eternal sand.

OR: the terror of spawning in a massive desert biome

Enter the Minecraft realm - Minekarate? Y/N

The prompt blinked on the display at the virtual karate dojo.

"Are you sure of this Jack?", asked my sensei, Russell.

"I need this edge sensei!", I replied. "The tournament is next week and I feel that I'm not as strong as some of my peers. I need to improve my striking power. This will do it!"

"Very well Jack, just remember to build your bed straight away. You do not want to face the monsters of the night."

"I will heed your words sensei".

I bowed and my sensei returned the bow.

"Best of luck Jack!"

"Thank you."

I turned and regarded the prompt on the screen.

"Here I go", I murmered, as I mentally selected the Y.

Suddenly a white dot appeared in the centre of my vision, as my body froze in place. The dot stretched into a line as tall as me, then across to form a large rectangle. With a lurching sensation I was pulled through the glowing rectangle and appeared in a meadow. A blocky Minecraft meadow!

I appeared about a foot above ground, and I stumbled as I landed. I dropped down to my hands and knees as I was feeling a sense of vertigo, my senses out of whack.

I took a moment to sit up in the seiza sitting position as I observed the world around me. It certainly was blocky. The grassy field was flat, but with contours around the landscape that were about 3 feet high. Looking down at myself I noticed my karate gi had been transformed into a blocky white outfit with a brown belt. I was blocky too.

So weird, I shook my head.

This is when I noticed a wooden sign not far from where I emerged from the portal. Curious, I approached to read it.

Welcome to the Minecraft realm - Minekarate. This realm follows most of the normal Minecraft rules, however you may not use crafted tools for chopping down trees or for combat.

I nodded. I was aware of these rules before coming, but I appreciated having it confirmed.

I had practiced snapping wooden boards in half with my punches, but now I was here in Minecraft I was going to try punching trees instead. I also had a personal goal of finding a creeper and punching it to death before it could explode. This was gonna be so fun!

I looked around me, but there wasn't much nearby except for some red flowers and a cow.

I'd heard cows dropped meat that I could cook. So I punched the cow. It flashed red, mooed in pain and I saw tears in its eyes as it ran away from me.

"Shit". What the hell! I felt terrible. That poor cow hadn't done anything to me, so I felt like a bit of an asshole. I didn't chase it. Maybe I'd go fishing or find apples instead.

This meadow was pretty large, though in the distance to the north I saw a snowy forest, to the west I saw a desert and to the south there was a river and beyond it a steep mountainous area. To the east though, I saw a jungle and I smiled.

Plenty of trees to punch in a jungle after all. So I started jogging and arrived soon after. The trees were massive! Plus there was a lot of vegetation on the jungle floor. For a moment I thought I saw an ocelot, but whatever it was it disappeared into the shadows, hidden by the bushes.

Looking around at all these trees, I shrugged, approached the closest one and assumed the short fighting stance. Clenching my fist and taking a deep breath, I focused my attention on a single block of the tree and launched my fist.

Crack.

My hand hurts, but luckily it wasn't my bones that had cracked. I had made my mark on the tree, but a moment later the mark disappeared.

Confused I punched the tree a second time, the crack came back, but a moment later it disappeared again!

I punched twice in a row and the crack reappeared and widened. Again the crack disappeared.

I had to keep on hitting. Otherwise the damage would regenerate. Squaring up with the tree, I started punching with both fists.

Crack. Crack. Crack. Crack. Crack. Crack. Crunch.

The wooden block popped out and shrunk into a small block. I picked it up and marvelled at the piece of jungle wood.

"So cool".

I wondered to myself, how do I put this in my inventory, and with that thought my inventory screen appeared and the wooden block disappeared inside to take up a slot.

"Ok that was fun. But I'm gonna need a lot more to build a house!"

So I got back to it and started punching away the jungle tree. I discovered after knocking away the trunk that the rest of the tree hovered over my head.

"Video game logic", I muttered to myself.

I discovered I could punch out corkscrew sections of the jungle trees and climb up the inside of the trunk like a set of stairs.

I was enjoying myself and managed to collect a few stacks of jungle wood, when I noticed it was late afternoon.

My spoils also included a few apples from the jungle canopy. Which was good as I was getting pretty hungry, so I ate the 3 I had in less than 10 seconds.

A new record for me. Ha!

With my belly full, I felt a bit sleepy and then I realised I needed to make a bed and before night too!

I remembered running past a few sheep back in the meadow biome, so I headed back that way.

When I found the sheep the sun was starting to set. I walked up to a couple of sheep I saw and was about to punch one, when I saw a little baby sheep. So cute!

I instantly felt awful. I was gonna kill it's mum and dad to get some wool for my bed. Was I a monster?

I couldn't kill that lambs mum and dad. I had to craft some shears first. But I didn't have iron.

Time was running out and the sun was setting.

I saw a hill to the south and it looked like there was a cave, so I ran that way. Maybe it would have iron.

With the sun setting I'd need shelter. When I arrived at the cave. I used some of my jungle wood to block off the entrance, leaving only a small gap for the dimming light.

I quickly slapped together a crafting table, and used it to split some sticks and make myself a wooden pickaxe.

That's when I heard the first spawns. I heard a clacking sound and some groaning. The gap in the wall suddenly darkened and a zombie arm poked through.

Crap, I thought to myself. But then I shrugged. I'd be safe. My wall was pretty sturdy. But then the zombie moved aside and a skeleton took it's place. Before I knew it, the evil mob lifted it's bow, aimed an arrow through the gap and shot me!

Ow! I saw 2 hearts of my health disappear. Then the bony bastard shot me again. I lost 2 more hearts. It was then I realized I better run away. I quickly dived towards the wall away from the hole. So I'd be out of the firing angle.

I used another piece of jungle wood to block the hole. There was no light now and the mobs outside had no way of getting in.

It was then I noticed that my health hadn't regenerated and I was hungry.

How was I going to survive the night?

I couldn't risk going outside. So I decided to explore the cave.

First I equipped my wooden pickaxe and mined 8 stone blocks , which I then crafted into a furnace. Using game logic again I placed a whole log and a block of wood in the furnace and made a stash of charcoal which I was then able to craft into a pile of torches.

I placed my first torch and instantly the gloom of the cave was pushed back. I breathed out, not realizing I had been holding my breath for a while now as I had been working anxiously in the dark.

Equipping my pickaxe I crept down the winding passage of this cave. I needed food. But I also needed to place torches around each corner to avoid monsters spawning in my cave.

As I placed my latest torch I noticed a pinkish tinge to the stone blocks at the next turn to my cave. Iron blocks!

Excited I ran up and started mining the wall. It was loud work and the progress was frustratingly slow! What was going on?

A loud groan came from nearby, then several more groans in quick succession. My mining had attracted a pack of zombies - crap!

I backed away and saw about 10 ugly green zombies. They lurched towards me and I just knew I couldn't take on so many zombies at once!

A plan came to mind.

I dashed back a few turns down the cave tunnel and quickly set up a wall using jungle wood, leaving an opening for one zombie to come through at a time.

I waited on the other side of the gap and observed the zombies stumble around the corner. A collective groan sounded when the zombie pack saw me. They shuffled towards me and as I predicted they got in each other's way at the opening of my wall.

One managed to get through. But I was unafraid, waiting for it in long fighting stance. Timing it correctly I surged forward with 3 fast punches and a kick to it's head. It was disgustingly effective. Each punch squirted rotten body fluids everywhere and my kick took off it's head. It was a stinky mess, but I still had 9 more to go.

Five minutes later, I was exhausted and stinking. There was gore everywhere. Yuck!

I had used up so much energy, my hunger bar was flashing, though I hadn't lost any more health to the zombies. I was only one step away from black belt anyway, so I knew how to look after myself.

Reviewing the events that led up to this I face palmed when I remembered that my wooden pickaxe wouldn't work on iron ore blocks. I'd need a stone pickaxe!

I quickly reassembled my crafting table, mined a bit of stone and then crafted my stone pickaxe. I was now ready!

I returned to the corner with the iron ore. Set up some extra torches to illuminate the area and then got to business mining the iron ore with my stone pickaxe this time. Much more effective!

It was quite a large vein so I got plenty of iron. There was also a vein of coal next to the iron that I collected too.

Gathering everything I jogged back to my furnace to convert my iron ore into new iron.

I crafted a set of iron armor and some shears for gathering wool tomorrow. I also made an iron pickaxe because I could.

With low health, a hunger bar nearly depleted and a few hours left of night I considered my options.

I could go delve the cave and hope for a treasure chest with bread, or go outside and search for food.

I decided to try my luck outside. Crafting a few more torches first. I then punched down the wall I had made over the cave entrance and emerged into the night.

Placing torches periodically, I retraced my path to the jungle.

Along the way I clobbered a few zombies, rushed a skeleton archer and played tag with an enderman that kept teleporting with each hit. My karate was getting awesome!

When I arrived at the jungle I had no time to waste. I placed blocks beneath me, jumping each time, to make a tower of block to lift me into the jungle canopy. I started smashing through the leaves and got lucky with an apple. I quickly scarfed it down and then found a few more apples. Each one filled my hunger meter till finally my health regenerated.

It was then the sun rose and I knew I had survived my first night.

I then climbed back down to the forest floor. With the sun up I knew that the farm animals in the meadow would respawn.

I walked in and soon spotted some sheep. Smiling I equipped my shears and said "Thank you sheep. You are going to help me make a bed!"

The End.