Chapter 4 Spawn

Onec stood at the edge of the pole aperture as the ground seethed and bubbled below him feeling less like standing on solid ground and more like standing on a pile of beans that are being pulled out from under you.

Using his pick Onec pried at the edges of a block of stone that had been launched out of the mater generator above the polar chasm. Something you do not think about with making a would out of a game. Is all of the extra work associated with the actions represented as standard in some games. Like mining stone. He was not just hitting the block of stone a few times he was using the pick to wedge power into the stone in the shape of the bite he wishes to pull out. Namely a one meter cube. He found it interesting the compromise necessary to find a material that transmitted power well and was hard enough to actually make the physical marks necessary to ground the power into the stone in the correct shape one set Onec put his hand on the stone and wrapped his will around the energy surrounding and defining his block of stone and with a small touch of the pain fog transformed the block of physical mater into metaphysical mater. And attaching it to the other blocks in his mental storage. This was not some kind of put in and forget kind of inventory. He had to keep track of every thing in his mental storage in his head because if he forgot to concentrate on something in his mental storage it transform from metaphysical mater into pure metaphysical conceptualization and then dissolving into the pain fog.

As Onec sorted the materials in his mental storage he looked up at the polar mater generator which was less an object and more a phenomenon given a name. The mater generator is the point at which all of the overhead aurora beams converged pulling in the pain fog and any other material into one point the top was super heated wile the bottom was flash frozen something about Fusing iron tacking more power to fuse than it released. 1 2 3… 8 9 10 gropes of ten block of stone stack them up to make one more stack of 100 stone ten stacks of 100 make the last stack of 1000 needed to make one 10,000 stack of stone making my inventory one black diamond pick one blue diamond pick and one red diamond pick. One stack of 10,000 stone one stack of 100 iron ore one stack of 100 mixed diamonds and one stack of 13 gold ore. Seriously gold so rarely comes out of the.

Onec was only able to jump out of the way of the block of stone because he was watching the mater generator as it pushed a beam of blocks into the polar aperture pushing a swell of lose material to build up around it like an ever growing crater. This process would sometimes reveal more valuable material for him to mine hence why he mines here in the first place besides not halving to transform every fifth block of into pain fog instead of gust using the stuff in the atmosphere but it was time to go now that he had 10,000 stone. My personal limit on how much I could visualize with out issue.

With the thought of being done Onec started the walk to his forward mining bass. Last time I tried to go for a stack of 100,000 my brain stopped being able to possess how much he had in his metal storage and every thing in it lost cohesion turning it all into pain fog boy that hurt.

With fast and methodical steps as the ground rumbled and roiled under him as the mater generator pulverized the ground bellow pushing material around making the aria around the polar aperture like a gravel hill except the gravel is the size of small buildings. Onec walked to his forward mining post as he meditated on the objects in his mental storage.

When he reached his forward mining post his first order of busyness unload starting with gold reaching his gold stash he placed his 13 blocks of ore in the five by five grid bringing his total gold to 67. next his mixed diamonds adding his stack of 100 four more layers to the growing snake of material. Quickly turning around to do the same for iron since he had been able to get stacks of 100 of each pluss what he had used every time he went for stone stone he now had 600 of each at this time.

With that taken care of Onec went to his tool rack and put the three picks he had with him the red the blue and the black with the others. before tacking out a little book to take notes on the different properties of the diamonds pick compared to the others he had made inducing a green, purple, white, yellow, violet, and brown. It seemed like every time he used a carved a diamond out of his mixed Diamond ore he got a slightly different color out of it. It was not until he had tried using the white diamond pick that he had felt the difference. As fare as hardness was concerned the color did not mater it was energy transfer that changed based on the color of the diamond. Blue was definitely the smoothest energy transfer. Brown was complex and unpredictable a vary bad pic for a pick but he could imagine uses for something unpredictable his favorite so far was black. the energy in the black pick moved like it was syrup however when mining you if you spaced out your strikes to give the energy time to circulate you would have a lot of energy transferred deep into the block being mined.

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Closing the book notes taken Onec started walking to his crafting table in order to get to the thing he had come here to do in the first place now that he had 10,000 stone making mob spawners.

Onec reaching the crafting table he had to thing about a recipe for a mob spawner and after that what kind of body do I want the spawner to make. I do not want to open the windows of the soul right now not with this much stone on my mind. Ugg I wish I could figure out how chests work already. The crafting table was not that hard but the chest are for some reason its just a chest why is it this hard. Thought Onec to himself as he glanced at the stoneplosion and stone void a bit away from his work station as he meditated on his 10,000 stone.

Should I start with something simple like pigs said Onec as he stood arms crossed in front of him over the crafting table in front of him with a vacant expression on his face as the gears in his head steamed with concentrating on his 10,000 stack of stone and thinking threw the problem, no I think the big girl sees all of the little lights as brothers and sisters meaning they may be the same species. Putting them in to simple animals to use as meat in a game gust seams like abusing trauma victims for profit which is disgusting. So only sentient and sapient creatures. I mean if I still want animals Pokemon still fit the sentient and sapient check marks. Soon fond memory of his childhood floated threw his mind before being interrupted by his need to concentrate one his 10,000 stack of stone. Uge you know what next game if I get tired of crafting I will switch to catching but for now to to I need to focus on a small number lets go for one sentient race per layer over world, nether and end. Villagers for the over world endermen of the end, and piglins for the nether.

Wait Piglins are not native to the nether ow well lets see if I can do something with a blaze. Uncrossing his arms Onec put his hands on the crafting table. Since I cant thing of a recipe for a spawner lets brake it down into pieces lets start with a mettle cage.

{the Polar region of Onecheimr}

she watched with baited breath as the black shadow stood over his block of wood with a three by three grid of squares on the top and various tools on the sides in concentration with his eyes closed. She did not know how but he could see with his eyes closed and normally operated this way.

But he opened his eyes it was like seeing the Aurora overhead in his eyes staring back at you. And merely looking into his eyes was like standing naked with every thing you have done thought or said revealed to him as he revealed every thing about himself at the same time. She shivered in anticipation as she thought about the long hours of staring into his eyes as they walked together from his plant experiments to here allowing her to show him how happy she is about him macking this place with no pain and how happy she is that he is happy to see her she knows he considers this place a game but she dose not kare as long as he is happy this place will remain and she will not halve to deal with the pain of the wyld.

Her attention was drawn to him as a blast of color erupted from his void like body before being pulled back into him like some kind of strange toy. She had know idea why but in the passage of the flash 18 different patches of color where splashed on the ground and as she watched each color seemed to call the the riot of color of the Wyld to itself drawing like color to like. As each patch of color feed on the Wyld the colors grew and spread with each color having a strange drifting pattern as some colors overpowered others. And in turn overpowered by others deciding to look at the blue she found it gave impressions of being wet.

Movement catching her attention she looked up from the strange colors to see him unfold his arms and she jumped to watch hoping to see what this Spawner he had so many plans around be made before here eyes.