The Minecraft Travelogue: The Cross of Salvation: Days 12-14

I am traveling across the world of Minecraft, not sure what I will find. I’m finding this world is far more populated than I expected, which brings me solace, but the horrors are multiplying, which brings me sadness.

This is my journey. My only goal is to tell a good story.

Days 12-14

To build an altar, I’d need stone. Before I went on an adventure, though, I dropped all my valuables in the chest for safe keeping.

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I ventured to the east, leaving a trail of torches as I went. I needed to find a cave, and once there, I needed to find my way back again.

I found a gaping hole in the ground, my best shot yet at cave diving. I went in cautiously, lighting torches as I went. I killed a skeleton archer; other than that, the cave was clear. I went about mining, breaking several pick-axes in the process.

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Once I had enough stone and coal I went home. Mined stone is broken, called cobblestone. I needed to refine it back to its natural state. That meant fire. I built a second furnace and slowly refined the stone. As I did so, I began construction on the altar.

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First the base. Nothing fancy, but to build something as high as I had in mind, I needed a solid foundation.

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Then I built the Cross of Salvation, 14 meters tall. I put torches on the top and sides so that it serves as a beacon for the wayward traveler.

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Who knew that wayward traveler would be me?

As night fell on the 14th day, I tidied up the home, laying fresh carpet, fitting the walls with nice smooth stone, rearranging the furniture. I planned on leaving in the morning, and before I depart, I always trash my useless, extra, or unnecessary items.

While in the cave, I scooped up a bucket of lava. Throwing my trash in a lava pool is my favorite way to dispose of it. Unfortunately, this lava pool would be my downfall.

The soil around the hole was slippery, and before I knew it I slipped inside. The hole was too deep for me to climb out of before I was consumed by fire.

Half of my possessions, gone. My weapons, Shiner, my diamond encrusted sword, my tools, my stone, my torches, my bread, my sand, my iron, my armor. Everything was gone.

I respawned: I have died twice now in less than 2 weeks. Because I’d moved my bed around to make things look nice, I respawned back in the fields. It was raining, and visibility was low. These fields, which three nights ago were devoid of monsters, now brimmed with the undead. It seems the rain makes them grow.

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So I ran. I had no weapons, no time to craft anything. Spiders chased me, and I was getting beaten.

Then I saw the Cross of Salvation in the distance, the altar I’d created for lost souls. What a blessing! I ran as fast as I could.

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Above the entrance, the welcoming signs I’d left for an intended other:

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I checked my chest: inside was some food and some riches. Not everything I’d need, but it was better than nothing. The iron armor and tools that I had laboriously crafted over the last two days would be a big help right now.

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Before I went to bed, I looked at the message I’d left on the wall:

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It seems God likes to play jokes on me. Here I thought I was creating this altar as a testament to His blessing, and as a service to anybody else who might be lost.

The altar is a testament, but how foolish of me to think that I was found.

The Minecraft Travelogue: White Horses and Signs: Days 10-11

On Day 2 of my journey across the world, I died. I was lost for days, directionless, shelterless, homeless.

Days 10-11

When I went to bed, I was pining for a paradise. Little did I know that today I would find one.

Leaving River City found me again on the plains. Will they never end? I found horses, but I still have no saddle.

In the middle of a field I found a patch of jack-o-lanterns. Who carved these? And why did they leave them here? This patch seemed an omen and didn’t sit right with my stomach.

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By noon, though, something strange happened. I came across a town, yet again, but this town was different. I’d been here before. Was I walking in circles?

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The people here, they greeted me. This was Block Town, the site of my awakening! This is where I fought the zombie hordes! This is where I laid the torn-up floor with acacia wood!

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When I died, I was reborn into this world. I am a Pneuma, an immortal spiritual being. My body may die, but my spirit remains. Some people believe that when we die we travel to another world. I, too, thought I had gone to another plane, but I was wrong. I was sent back to this place. There must be a reason!

I didn’t spend much time in the town. I needed to find my hidey hole, the place where I was cut down.

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I wandered the plains all night, searching, longing. To my surprise (and unease) no monsters were resurrected, not a single one. Every night of my life, monsters have come out at night. But not this night. The fields were clear. This must be a sign!

I found two villages but didn’t stay long. In one village, while all were asleep, I sneaked in and stole their gold and iron. I was delirious, low on food and sleep. It’s not a good excuse, and I’m not proud of my actions, but they cannot be undone now.

Morning came and I continued my search. Would I ever find my grave? I must! I must backtrack, look for familiar landmarks.

And then I started seeing them. I found the black horse, the mother with her colts, the ones I spared from death. Her colts were fully grown now. How long was I gone? I only have memory of walking this earth 10 days, and yet I must have been gone for months after my death. The passing from life to death to life seemed but a moment to my consciousness.

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I continued onward and found the herd of white horses. Too many signs in one day! I knew I was one the right track.

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Then I found the pond, the one I’d excavated the sand from.

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And then the lava pit, now filled in with said sand. My hole was not far away!

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I ran in circles, looking through the weeds and long grass. My hole was well-hidden, that much was true.

And then I found it. Zombie meat lay at the doorway: apparently I’d taken down one with me.

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And inside, all of my items, my seeds, my box, my wooden pick-axe and wooden axe.

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The sight was too much. I was overwhelmed with emotion and cried. How I found my way back here I do not know.

Outside, I constructed pillars with torches: this should help me should I get lost again.

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I went inside my hole, laid my bed and built a fire. I was home. I’d made it. I’d survived. Before I move on, I know I must do something. I must leave a landmark commemorating this blessing. God has returned me to this world. He’s kept me safe, he always does.

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The Minecraft Travelogue: Obsidian Thief: Days 7-9

Inspired by Kurt Mac’s journey to reach the edge of the Minecraft map, I’ve decided I want to play the game differently: instead of building a settlement, structures, and participate in other common Minecraft activities, I, too, will start walking and see where I end up. The goal is not to get to the edge of the world, or to accomplish anything specific. Rather, to tell an interesting story along the way.

What follows is my travelogue.

Day 7

Today’s goal: find coal. Coal is useful for so many things, such as starting fires to refine materials and cook meat. It’s also very useful for torches, and I need torches. The night is dark: the light keeps the monsters at bay.

I investigated the plains near my hole. I found a cave and marked my way so I could find my way home.

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I didn’t have to venture far into the cave, though, to see that this would not work. The drop off was too severe, and I didn’t have the tools necessary to conquer a cave system like this.

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So I set off across the plains. I found a herd of cattle and slaughtered them. I needed their hides to make leather armor. It’s not the best armor out there, but it sure beats having nothing.

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I discovered that the herd, though, belonged to a group of people. Mountain Village was situated in a gully: houses were placed in difficult to access locations.

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There is a cave nearby: this is where I can find my coal. I put my bed in an unused house and went to sleep. This would be my base of operations…for now.

Day 8

Today was a day of preparation. I traded wheat with the villagers and obtained emeralds. Villagers love emeralds; I’ll save these for a later time.

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If I was going to investigate the cave, though, I needed light. I tore down the streetlights and got 8 torches. It’s not a lot, but enough for a small venture.

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Then I went to the blacksmith. Once again, I found a chest, this time containing iron, an iron pick-axe, and iron leggings. These are very useful treasures. I took them, exchanging them for cacti, beef, and seed.

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I then created a leather helmet and leather boots, and then forged my diamond sword, Shiner. This sword will dispose of many enemies.

Once prepared, I ventured into the cave. I didn’t get very far though: this cave was rather small. It seems that this area isn’t well-suited to spelunking.

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In the morning, I will leave again.

Day 9

I wandered those plains: this biome goes on forever. While my mission is simple, I find myself getting derailed a lot.

I found a sheep phasing in and out of this world, trapped between dimensions. It begged for death, and I delivered it. This world is falling apart sometimes. The very nature of reality seems strained.

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The grassy fields offered little shelter from the blistering heat. I found a river flowing between two mountains. I jumped in and swam 150 meters. Along the way I found a short coal vein. It wasn’t much, but it’ll do.

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The river brought me close to yet another town, River City, the fifth populace I’ve encountered on this journey. The people seem friendly, but they are blockheads when it comes to architecture. They built all of their doors too high to reach.

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I gave them steps, then searched the blacksmith. I found iron boots and an iron helmet, the perfect replacement for my leather goods. I also found 5 blocks of obsidian. This is a dark material, and it leads to dark places. I took it, not because I intended to use it, but to keep them from using it.

In the morning, I stole away from this town as fast as I could, not making eye contact with anybody. Am I now a thief? What have I done to earn the goods that I acquired? Who am I to say what these people should do with the obsidian?

All I know is that this world is filled with evil, and there are evil creatures afoot. If there is a refuge from the monsters, I’d like to find it.

The Minecraft Travelogue: The Town of Desert Rose: Days 4-6

Inspired by Kurt Mac’s journey to reach the edge of the Minecraft map, I’ve decided I want to play the game differently: instead of building a settlement, structures, and participate in other common Minecraft activities, I, too, will start walking and see where I end up. The goal is not to get to the edge of the world, or to accomplish anything specific. Rather, to tell an interesting story along the way.

What follows is my travelogue.

Days 4-5

I crossed the desert under the blazing heat of the sun. I harvested cacti aplenty: I’m not sure why, but it’s certainly going to come in handy later.

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At the edge of the desert, I find yet another town, this one, Desert Rose.

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The people here are numerous: they like to hangout in one larger building. I think they are planning something.

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Inside the smithy, I found something that delighted me: a chest, and within it, apples, iron, diamonds, and horse armor. These are kingly treasures, but I cannot simply take them. I must earn my keep.

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I start by generally improving the town as is my custom. I add doors to houses, but I must do something more. The church seems run-down: I decide to give it a proper cross.

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In the middle of the night, though, a Creeper sneaks around and blows a hole in the church’s foundation. I fix that, but this doesn’t earn my keep. Perhaps if I hadn’t been here that Creeper wouldn’t have either.

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The next day I finish the upgrades to the church: it’s not much, but it’s the best I can do given the materials at my disposal. I fix some windows in town.

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Then I found a Creeper creeping around inside a house. How did he get there? I didn’t know, but he had to be dealt with. I lured him into the desert and promptly killed him. But did the villagers thank me?

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The villagers were getting restless. They kept slamming the doors of the community hall, going in and out, in and out. I don’t think I’m welcome here, and these people are scaring me. I need to leave once it’s morning.

Once the sun sinks, I take refuge in the blacksmith’s shop. That chest of treasures beckons to me. I need what’s in there. Those diamonds are most valuable. I still do not feel as though I’ve earned my keep.

So instead of taking the prizes and leaving, I deposit my own riches: pumpkins, meat, flowers, glass, gunpowder, and leather. I’m still not sure the trades and the service I’ve done for this town are in balance with the diamonds I took. But I can’t risk staying around any longer. The people, they opened and closed those doors all night long. This is a town not afraid of the dead.

And that makes me afraid.

Day 6

I traveled across the plains yet again. With the acquisition of two ingots of iron, I could now make shears. I came across herds of sheep like a field of snow. I sheared dozens of sheep, building up a stockpile of wool.

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Now I could construct beds. Now I could sleep during the night, protecting myself from my enemies.

I climbed a mountain, hoping for a change of scenery: alas, more fields.

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I walked until dusk, then decided to make myself a shelter. I dug underground, my second such hole in less than a week. But this time I had a bed, and this time I would be safe.

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Finally, once night fell, I was able to sleep, the first bit of shut-eye in over 100 hours.

The Minecraft Travelogue: Journey Across the World: Days 1-3

Inspired by Kurt Mac’s journey to reach the edge of the Minecraft map, I’ve decided I want to play the game differently: instead of building a settlement, structures, and participate in other common Minecraft activities, I, too, will start walking and see where I end up. The goal is not to get to the edge of the world, or to accomplish anything specific. Rather, to tell an interesting story along the way.

What follows is my travelogue.

Day 1

I was begotten in a field filled with horses. A horse would provide a fine way to ride across the landscape; alas, I have no saddle.

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I started next to a chest which contained axes and wood.

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This is a world of survival, and I need to survive. I slaughtered three horses and took their leather hides: these will come in handy later. But then I found a mother and her colts: they were spared. This doesn’t have to be a savage world.

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After crossing the field I encountered a village, Block Town. The villagers were friendly, and they had resources. They didn’t seem to be in the mood for bartering, however.

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I sneaked out of view, then harvested their wheat. This journey will be long, and I need bread for when I’m hungry. Not wanting to be a rude guest, I sowed the fields with fresh seed.

I needed weapons, and fortunately one house had a crafting table. I tore up the floor with my pick-axe, getting the cobblestone I desperately needed. I relaid the floor with acacia wood. It doesn’t look as nice, but I don’t want to be a taker.

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Night fell and the zombies rose from the fields of the earth. The villagers sought refuge in their homes: those who could make it. Those left outside were attacked.

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Now was my chance to repay the villagers for all the assistance they had given me. I forged a stone sword then attacked the zombies. I saved the villagers and fell 15 of those undead horrors. One villager died for opening the door too soon. I wanted to do more, but I was badly injured in battle and needed to wait for my wounds to heal.

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When the sun arose, I harvested the crops again, taking wheat and carrots. Consider it payment, Block Town, for your defense.

Day 2

While leaving the town, I came across a pair of pure white horses grazing in the meadow. After weeks of searching for white horses in a previous Minecraft world, I finally found them. They were beautiful, the only sight of beauty I’d see this day.

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I entered the savanna, a region characterized by grass, grass, and crooked trees. I started harvesting some lumber when my eye spotted fire on the horizon!

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Upon investigating, I found that a spring of lava had bubbled up to the surface of the earth. Left unchecked, this field would burn. If I was going to be a part of this world, I needed to help where I could.

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I put out the fires, but the fires would come again if the lava spring wasn’t sealed up. I excavated a nearby pond, taking blocks and blocks of sand. I filled in the lava pool, ridding the savanna of this menace.

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Daylight was growing thin; I needed to make shelter. I dug a hole in the ground and fitted it with a door, just as the zombies rose again. I was safe, for now, but I couldn’t let the night go to waste. I needed to make a run for more wood.

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Unfortunately, the zombies overwhelmed me and quickly killed me. All my supplies from the last two days, gone.

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I respawned in that savanna but was unable to find my hobbit hole. I roamed the plains, avoiding monsters. Creepers exploded around me, and skeletons pegged me with arrows. I had no weapons, and no time to mine resources. I had to keep moving forward.

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I found some pumpkins and harvested them, thinking I could use them for food later. I left the savanna for greener pastures just as the sun was rising.

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Today is a new day. When life gets tough, keep pressing W.

Day 3

I left the savanna and found the fertile plains. Cattle roamed this great land, but I wasn’t looking for beef. I needed wood. Wood is the key to survival. With it, I can make doors, weapons, and tools.

Trekking across the wind-swept plains was starting to look fruitless. No trees in sight, until I saw a church. I’d found another village! Just when I thought I’d be traveling this world alone, salvation shows up in the form of a community.

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As before, I harvested the villagers’ crops, taking the wheat, carrots, and potatoes I’d need for my journey. I promised to repay them for their kindness. I constructed four doors and installed them on their homes. Doors were missing on half the houses: perhaps they’d just barely survived a tough battle. Now they had a place to retreat from the zombies.

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I mined some cobblestone and recreated my sword and tools. I was now ready for the coming invasion.

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Night fell, and I stood atop the lonely church, watching over the town of Christchurch. The monsters were few tonight. I found a spider and slaughtered it. I needed string so I could make a bow. Alas, this spider dropped no string.

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Throughout the night, I killed three zombies and one more spider. I got one piece of string and damaged leather armor from one zombie. No villagers died this night.

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When the sun arose, I followed a stone path leading out of town. I thanked the villagers for their assistance and prepared to enter the desert.

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