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Light. That was all that poured into her eyes as she stared back up at the sun. She quickly closed them as she rolled over to her side, pushing herself off the ground as she looked around her. She quickly noticed she was in a plains biome. Better than her last world; she had gotten stuck in a jungle biome. It had taken her 3 days to get out, dying twice in the process.
She spotted a cow over by some flowers, convenient considering she needed food. She hated killing animals, but until she hopefully found a village, she’d need to eat meat. After chasing the animal around for what felt like forever, she collected the meat and leather from the grass, watching her experience bar go up as she sighed.
She knew that she needed to start collecting materials, but so much of her was too exhausted to do anything; it had been a hard week.
So far, she had attempted to free the End almost 7 times. Failing all of them rather quickly and being kicked from the worlds as a consequence. She never understood why she’d be kicked out of the world if she made it to the End and died, but she did.
She wanted more than anything to just settle down in a world, not having to kill some stupid dragon for reasons she didn’t even know. It had been that way for as long as she could remember. Just her, all alone. No one else, villagers being the only exception, to talk to or be with.
She sighed, walking over to a river that was near her. She scanned the water, checking for Drowns. She couldn’t see anything, so she ran over to the bank and stood over it, staring at her reflection.
She inspected her face first, it didn’t look like she had any cuts on it. Either that, or it was blending in with the few freckles that spotted her nose and cheeks. She reached her wrist, pulling the sleeve of her black jacket up, as she grabbed for a hair tie. She pulled her thick, red hair back into a ponytail, continuing to stare at her reflection.
The tear on her blue jeans had been torn even more from her last attempt in the End, a cut was visible through the hole... it didn’t hurt much though, and so she didn’t mind it.
She zipped up her jacket, taking one last look at herself through the water, her nametag hovering over her like some sort of label that would determine who she was. “SkylarS” was what it read.
She rolled her eyes as the sun suddenly started dimming, rather choppily. She sprinted down the riverbank until she was in a more open area, looking around for somewhere she could hide.
A smile creeped across her face as she saw light emitting from an area by a snow-covered mountain. “a village” Skylar mumbled as she took off running towards it. In almost 3 minutes, she was approaching the establishment.
She slowed her pace as she entered the area, smiling as a gardener started walking her way. “hello?” He asked. Skylar smiled, “Hi... uh, how are you?” The villager smiled in return, “good. Who exactly are you?”
Skylar looked around more nervously as more villagers started walked towards them, “Skylar Sherlie. I’m a builder, mainly. I’m looking to settle down somewhere and wanted to see if here would be a good fit.” The villager’s face lit up, “Nice to meet you Skylar, my name is James Goodman. I can take you to talk to the village leader if you’d like!”
Skylar nodded as James turned around and started walking towards a big cobblestone building. The village leaders always stayed in the big stone buildings, something Skylar also never understood. She steadied her breathing; she hated this beginning part of new worlds. All she could do was hope that the leader would be willing to let her stay with the village.
She had learned early on that for some reason, the villagers did not want the End freed. She hadn’t stayed in that world for very long at all.
James opened the door to the building and held it open for Skylar. She thanked him, looking into the room and James started climbing the ladder in front of them. She followed, smiling as ‘Haggstrom’ started playing softly in the background.
She was started as an older, raspy, voice started talking, “Mr. Goodman, is something wrong?” James looked up at the man, “Sorry for disturbing you Mr. Taylor, but we found another builder looking for a place to live.” He stepped aside, revealing Skylar to the room.
The man’s eyes widened, “my, my. It does seem so now doesn’t it!” Skylar smiled, “Hello. My name is Skylar Sherlie, a creative builder. I'm looking for a place to settle down at and I humbly ask that you let me stay in your village as I do so.” The man eyed Skylar for a little while, “how old are you, Skylar?” Skylar smiled, “19, sir.”
The man laughed, “quite impressive you’re out here on your own like this at such an age.” Skylar nodded, “thank you. I haven’t had much a choice.” The man nodded, still staring the girl down, “Skylar, you seem like a smart girl, I wish you as much good luck as I could in living here. I’m sure that we can arrange a suitable place for you to stay in our village as you go about your life.”
Skylar smiled, “Thank you, very much. If it would be easier, you can direct me to a spot near the rest of the homes and I can make my own house, big enough to hold all the supplies I will be needing to store.” Mr. Taylor nodded, “I suppose that would work best for both of us now, wouldn’t it.” He directed his attention towards James, “Mr. Goodman, would you be so kind as to direct Miss Sherlie to a place near the gardens and the caves? There is plenty of space there that I believe would be best for our new friend!” James smiled, “of course sir. Thank you.”
Mr. Taylor chuckled, “no, thank you both. And Skylar,” Skylar turned around, “Welcome to our village, we are very happy you’re here.” Skylar nodded, “thank you, I wish the best for you. Good day.” She climbed down the ladder, James following.
Once they were outside of the building, James turned to Skylar. “I’ll show ya where you can build your house, over this way.” Skylar smiled, “thanks.” They walked for awhile until James stopped and pointed to a patch of land, “there it is!” Skylar nodded, “thank you James.” James smiled, “sure thing! Oh, and I was going to tell you, there’s a lot of mobs that come around here. That’s probably a good thing, considering you might want their loot, but just be careful.”
Skylar nodded, “thank you, I’ll be on the lookout.” James smiled, “cool, I’m just over in that house over there if you need anything!” Skylar smiled and waved at him as he walked away. She turned to face the land that was now hers she sighed. That had been by far the easiest conversation she had had, trying to stay in a village. Laughing, she took off towards the nearby forest to get wood.
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