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I was minding my own business going through the crops to find some potatoes, when I heard a big boom coming from blackie’s house. I ran over there to find a big hole in the wall. I asked blackie if he was okay and he said that when he was smelting some metal the furnace exploded! So I went back to my own business picking potatoes. Oh, I’m sorry I forgot to introduce myself! I am my village’s protector. My name is Baker. I come from the grassy desert of the savanna living on raw mutton and in a tiny dirt hut. Now let me tell you my story. It began one rainy night in my cabin. I was eating dinner when I heard a pounding on the door. The doors then broke down and a horde of zombies came running at me! I did the first thing that came to my mind, FIGHT! With my iron axe in hand, I ran into the horde swinging my iron axe around and around and around! Which easily carved through millions of zombies! But then it broke and there were still lots of zombies left. I ran all across the savanna until I found this village! And now here I am telling this story that happened to me just one week ago. Right when I finished telling the tale I heard a big crash again! I ran to the edge of town and there was a big hole in the ground. And at the very bottom of the hole sat a gleaming obsidian ring with a purple screen that was pulling particles into it. I could feel the pull of the portal wanting me to come down into it. I carefully jumped down onto little ledges until I made it down. I did not see the creeper in the shadows getting ready to pounce. I put a hand towards it, and that was when the creeper pounced. It’s blast made me tumble through the air landing in the portal. My vision started to waver and I felt almost seasick. Next thing I knew I had landed in the fiery landscape of the Nether.

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