I woke up with a gasp, clutching my chest and looking around frantically. I frowned, finding myself in a large plain, with a few tall trees nearby and a forest in the distance of what looked like some kind of pine tree. I stood up and slowly spun in a circle, looking around my area. To the front of where I was facing when I woke up was the forest I had seen, and now that I was standing I could see a single, short mountain in the distance. To the right I could see the plains continue on until a shore could be seen, showing a beautiful sea expanding as far as I could see. To the left was a tall, snow capped mountain range, with one incredibly tall mountain mostly covered in snow behind the range. And behind was a massive ravine, with a different kind of forest on the other side of it.

Frowning, I walked to the nearest tree, then moved to touch its bark. It felt real for sure, so I couldn't tell if it was fake or real. As I crouched down to feel the roots however, a bizarre box, with black outlines and a blue background popped up in the upper middle of my view, stating "Oak Log" in white text with what looked like the icon for... Minecraft oak logs? I moved my eyes around, but until I took my view off of the tree the box stayed where it was in my view. Returning my gaze to the tree brought it back, and when I stood up it also disappeared. I crouched back down and looked closely at the dirt, which brought up the same box... but labeling the chunk of ground I was looking at as a "Grass Block". Out of sheer quriocity, I began lightly punching the ground, watching in mounting fascination as cracks spread across an area before it popped, and a perfect cube of space was suddenly excavated, leaving behind a floating cube of dirt, like you would find in Minecraft.

I moved my hand closer to it to pick it up, and as I did it suddenly popped into me, and a hotbar, like in Minecraft, appeared in the lowest middle part of my view. In the first slot was the dirt block. I began to experiment, figuring out how to control it and realizing it was all powered by will. As long as I willed it to bring me to the first slot, or the second or third, up to the nine total slots of the hotbar, it would work. I could open the inventory, move stuff around in it manually or by will, use the crafting interface, and other such things. I smiled after closing it all out, before turning to look at the tree. I realized, I was having what was probably one of those near death hallucinations, or perhaps I had survived the nuclear blast in a coma, buried under the rock and cement of my home, having one last dying dream. Or maybe I had been brought into another world. I didn't care, because I had always loved Minecraft and now had a world to live in.

I broke down the tree, before making a crafting table and a wodden pickaxe, digging through the dirt to grab about fifty pieces of cobblestone from the stone under the dirt before making my way back up the pit. I tossed the nearly broken pickaxe to the side, before going to the crafting table and crafting a stone sword, axe, and pickaxe, along with a couple furnaces, before breaking and picking up the crafting table and trekking over to the forest that was likely a spruce forest. Along the way, I willed the various status bars into existence, watching as my health popped up, then my hunger, then my experience, and finally the armor and oxygen bars popped into existence, flashed to indicate they weren't applicable right now, and disappeared. I nodded lightly, before entering the forest and confirming that they were indeed spruce trees. I found a small hill, and began digging into the side of it, making a small bunker base.

Once set up inside of it, I threw some logs into both the slots of both furnaces to get charcoal for some torches and fuel, before throwing random ingredients on the crafting table to see if this world had any new recipes I didn't know about. I continued experimenting, eventually figuring out that the various spartan weaponry mod weapons had been added, as I could make the two recipes from the mod that didn't need handles. I smiled, knowing that once I got some string I could make some very versatile weapons, before returning to the table to create some torches and place them around my base. Once all of that was done, I went ahead and began digging a mine further away from my base, creating a decently large sized shaft into the ground. Since I had a surplus of time and wood nearby, and I had no idea if it was actually needed or not, I went ahead and chopped down a few tall trees to create log supports into the walls of the mine, with four block intervals between them.

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I kept going down and deeper, not stopping until I hit the deepslate after a very long time. I frowned, and looked behind and up the shaft. My frown deepened, as I considered how deep I had gone, before realizing that I had gone considerably deeper than should have happened for me to hit deepslate. I shrugged, and began to continue the mine, if at a slower pace because of the stronger, more compressed stone. I eventually began to run out of food, and decided that I was tired anyways and began the slow climb up the mineshaft. When I reached the top, and saw the sun setting, I ran the rest of the way to my base, quickly getting inside and shutting the door behind me. I threw all of the various materials I had gotten into their various areas. The coal went into fueling my furnaces, the iron into the input of the furnaces, the copper and extra coal went with the stone in the least organized pattern humanly possible into the chests, and then me onto the bed.

When I got up, the expected extra light from the furnaces was gone. In confusion, I moved over to them and checked them, finding that they had continued to smelt even through the night, leaving me with an amazing amount of iron ready to use. I quickly pulled the ingots out, before throwing twenty four onto the crafting table to make some iron armor. I went to make a chestplate...

Nothing. I tried a helmet, and found that it made an "Iron Cap", which had slightly reduced armor stats. I tried the boots, nothing. No leggings either. I frowned, and began throwing stuff around, trying to figure out what I was missing. And then I figured it out. There was a new, incredibly angering item. Iron links. Crafted with four nuggets in the cardinal slots in the crafting table, which would give me one link. I tried with full ingots, and got nine links. I sighed, and tried making a chestplate out of the links, and it gave me a chainmail chestplate. I sighed and tested with the rest of the armor recipes with the links. And it made a normal suit of chainmail armor. Then, I had an idea. What if I was supposed to create better armor, with the chainmail as a base? I began testing, and quickly realized that I could create "iron plates" with a row of three iron ingots, and by surrounding each of the chainmail pieces with these plates, it created "iron plate" armor pieces. I opened my inventory, found the armor equipment area open now, and quickly slotted in all of my armor.

However, I also noticed that there were still two more slots I could fill, with there being what looked like a slot for arm guarding pieces, and a slot for gloves. I began throwing stuff around again, and realized that a vertical row of iron links would create the arm guards, with the standard iron plate upgrade turning it into its iron plated upgrade. And yet, I couldn't get a recipe for any gloves, leaving me, in the end, with six full armor chunk things, less than a full of iron armor would give. I presumed that I would hit the full value of iron armor if I got the gloves. I quickly crafted a standard set of iron tools, then went ahead and began building deeper into the mountain, creating a room, acting as a junction to a storage room, while also having a decently large spiral staircase going down to a lower level. Once I dug down a bit, I created a three block tall hallway, about five blocks below the floor above, before creating a crafting room on one side of the hallway, and a room that I planned to turn into a bedroom across from it.

I went back up to my crafting table, and went ahead and threw some cobblestone into my furnaces, in order to get some stone. I began to line the floor of the lower level with spruce wood, and dug out the walls in preparation, then went back up and grabbed the stone, creating a stonecutter with it and making a large amount of stone bricks out of the stone. Once all of it had been exhausted, I went around my base, replacing the boring stone walls with the stone bricks, reinforcing it all and making it less barbaric. I then replaced all of the lost torches, noting that even when held the torches would emit light, and then finalized it all by moving all of my crafting stations into their respective rooms down below. Tired, I flopped down onto the ground after taking off my armor, and simply sat there resting my eyes until I wearily fell asleep on the hard ground.