CC Chapter 1-5 (Patreon)

I ashed my cigarette as I was putting the finishing touches on the new mod I was getting paid handsomely to make. The person was paying me a hundred thousand dollars for a mod that would let them play Minecraft with dinosaurs. The parents of a child were paying top dollar for me to work around the clock to make it possible.

The add-on not only brought a complete change to the world but also overhauled the other mobs to make them more realistic for the time period. The villagers were reskinned to be cavemen and I also coded in female villagers to make it more realistic. The men would behave more aggressively toward players while the females would behave similarly to the old villagers.

They would also form war bands, roam the land, and hunt other animals, and sometimes even the player if they were unlucky. I added in the taming system and made sure the mod worked with all the other mods the kid used. Mcmmo, realistic items pack, farmers delight, and some extra mods for achievements that make you more powerful and give you goals to work towards.

The father also wanted a fleshed-out quest for his son to go on. The normal Minecraft mobs were relegated to portals while the new prehistoric mobs were left on the outside. The portals would be the main form of the story as someone was trying to figure out where they came from. It led to harder portals inside the nether and eventually even harder portals inside the end.

I added in a new ore to the end portals which would build on the netherite set and made each armor set have a unique purpose. I added cloth armor which gave very little armor but would give a speed boost when worn. Leather would provide less defense but had no negative effects while iron would heat up when near lava or in the nether making you starve faster and sometimes take small ticks of damage.

Diamond armor also had no negative effects, same with netherite or aetherite but when doing normal basic activities it made more sense to wear the cloth armor if you didn’t need the defenses. I was putting on the finishing touches to the story but I was so tired. I couldn’t even remember the story I was making, only that it had a chance to be at the end of the portals inside journals.

I had just finished the story in a fugue state, putting the final touches on the game as I finally passed out unable to stay awake.

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I woke up feeling refreshed as I got my bearings. I wasn’t sleeping in my bed or at my desk or even on the floor in my house. I was sleeping on a cold stone floor that felt off. It felt cold to the touch but almost like a phantom feeling. It felt cold but didn’t make me cold from feeling it. I looked at my clothes and someone had changed them to a blue shirt and jeans.

So someone definitely broke into my house and is either playing a prank or stole my kidney or something. I felt around but didn’t feel any pain, or aches for that matter. If I fell asleep at the computer my neck should be killing me right now and the leg pain I had from running into a couch leg wasn’t there either. I rotated my hand almost completely around, at least fifty percent further than I could previously before feeling the phantom pain again of my arm overextending. My arthritis was gone. 

I began to look around the cave I was in. The cave was almost bare but it had a shrine at the very back away from the door. As I looked at it I got flashes of what it meant. I think this had something to do with the Minecraft mod I was working on. Did I accidentally make it VR? I move to take the helmet off but touch my head, if I thought about it more it would have been far too realistic already compared to something you’d see in Minecraft. It didn’t have the normal blocky graphics but looked like real life.

I wasn’t even sure how my brain made the connection that it was part of what I was working on but through an almost drunken haze I knew the moment I saw the book on the shrine. I moved towards it wondering what I wrote down. Did I write it down? I wasn’t sure. Opening the book it appeared to be my writing style, the author talked to himself in the first person. Most writers didn’t do that unless they were making a journal. The book was ripped so that only a few pages were inside, the rest scattered across the portals inside the world. 

Log Day 01: Through some method, I appear to have avoided death. I knew I was dying but somehow I ended up here in this cave. My memories are taken from me leaving behind the instinct that I knew I survived death somehow by coming to this world. I have amnesia, knowledge of an incurable illness I had the only memory from my previous life. I arrived in this world in a hospital gown with only a book to use. I knew one thing for sure. If I stayed in this cave I would die from starvation. At the very least I needed to go out and explore my surroundings, perhaps find a food and water source while fortifying this cave and making it a temporary home.

Log Day 03: I found out I have superpowers. I could lift things far heavier than I should be capable of and make things with limited resources almost instinctively. I had a pocket space for storage and could store more items than I could get my hands on at the moment while recalling them with a thought. I found a few bushes of berries and was knocked back when I ran into them. The injury quickly healed at a visible rate but I felt slightly hungrier after I recovered. I moved the berry bushes to the entrance of the cave.

Log Day 07: I explored more of this world. I found water and no matter how much I drank from it the water didn’t deplete. I learned early on that I didn’t need to drink but still could. The animals look to be from the prehistoric period but I had knowledge of modern times. I knew what a car was but didn’t remember ever riding in them, that was the type of memory loss I had. I could completely function like a normal human, I just couldn’t remember my parents or school life or even what I did for a living. I think it had something to do with engineering because of context clues from knowledge I had in my head but it could have just been a hobby. The dinosaur I killed and cooked tasted great though and for some strange reason, I had no aversions to killing animals even though I know I should, coming from a modern world.

Log Day 30: I am planning on moving. The cavemen in the area have slowly been growing more and more aggressive toward me. I don’t want to kill any of them yet, for some reason my brain keeps thinking of the butterfly effect. What if I kill a group of cavemen and history is completely rewritten so that humanity doesn’t come out on top? It’s part of my paranoia and might be nothing but the amount of weird conspiracy theories rolling around in my head which led me to believe I might have been stupider than I currently am. Perhaps my illness involved my mental faculties? Nevertheless, I plan on moving and setting up multiple bases like this one just in case I’m attacked and need to move quickly.

That was the end of the messages. I looked around the room again and hadn’t even realized there were torches along the walls lighting the area until now. If they functioned like normal torches they’d have burnt out forever ago. Perhaps I could follow the path of the previous person or at the very least look out for his bases for more information.

Chapter 02

I got to work, I knew how to play Minecraft, and knew that daytime was far safer with the prehistoric mod having more dangerous dinosaurs come out at night. I forgot that normal Minecraft mobs only spawn in the portals. There were ways to get the Minecraft mob drops outside of killing the monsters, rotten flesh could be gained from leaving meat out for seven days, and spider silk could be crafted through wool and cotton. There was a gunpowder recipe as well.

For now, I needed to check what was on the outside of this cave. I walked out and looked around. Exiting gave the breath of the wild or Fallout 3 feel to it where I looked upon a world and felt awe at the view. Several gigantic dinosaurs were visible from miles away as they kept leaning down to graze. Brontosaurus I think they were called.

I felt a spike of fear at the sight. I knew they weren’t carnivorous but at the same time, there were velociraptors, carnotaurus, T-rex, and many other much more dangerous dinosaurs roaming around. I could have opened the door into a den of terror birds and died before I could close it. I was just glad someone put a door on this cave or it could have been occupied by something and then I’d have never woken up.

I needed building blocks, but I looked around before going down to the forest below. I don’t correct my feet for the steep hill assuming that if it was like Minecraft I could just easily walk down it but end up rolling down the hill. Even though it was a fifty-foot hill I only took fall damage near the edge when the hill became steeper. The moment I landed was the first time I felt actual pain again as the wind was knocked out of me. In the bottom corner of my vision, I noticed that my acrobatics leveled to one.

Oh, that’s right, I should probably look at my menus and see if there wasn’t any way to log out… Nope. The different menus were nice to look at, one of the mods streamlined it making it look far better than the default information. I looked at my avatar and while I was wearing Steve's clothes, the person I was looking at was me… Well, a me that went through some handsome and beauty filters, a half foot taller and more built than I had ever been in my entire life… But it was still me.

I was still missing a helmet and boots from base Minecraft, but also gloves, a necklace, a back, rings, and a belt to wear. I should work towards climbing gloves first; those were always super helpful, if not for climbing but for stopping fall damage. Farmer’s and miner’s gloves would be nice to have as well, and any extra armor I could get from the knight’s gauntlets made sense to use when I needed to be perfectly optimized for fighting. 

At least until I started running portals which had far better equipment inside the chests at the end. I needed to work on several sets of gear, starting with the casual cloth set to help me get around faster. Running boots, climbing gloves, swimming goggles, and the upgraded chest and pants of this set I’m wearing. That would be the best set for exploring and getting around.

Starting with iron, I’d upgrade to diamond, then netherite, then aetherite… Except there were other sets of armor besides the base ones in this mod. I remember adding in modifiers to armor allowing bonus stats depending on the type of equipment you made. I could make cloth explorer’s armor and it would function even better for movement and survival. Iron hunter's armor would make the most sense for fighting but I needed to kill predators to upgrade it.

Why was I thinking about armor at the edge of this forest though? I need to get these blocks before I get slammed from the side by a predator and instantly die. Hammering on a tree I was surprised again when I broke through and the rest of the tree fell to the ground. The trees gave fifteen wood all at once. I collected another five getting slightly more than a full stack before I made a crafting table.

I made a crafting table, wooden shovel, wooden pickaxe, wooden door, and wooden clogs before exiting out of the menu and digging straight into the hill behind this area. Hitting stone after four chunks of dirt I swap to my pickaxe and get busy. I clear a room and make and go back out to pick up my crafting table and slap on the door before I make a furnace and get to work making torches.

The furnace provided heat but somehow didn’t smoke or hurt me when I touched it. I was still getting used to the physics of this world. After slapping down another furnace, I got to work making stone tools and expanding upwards and downwards. Adding in a basement I hit coal and tin while working upwards I hit the dirt I rolled down on. Breaking through the sunlight I expanded my house to have a second story that had open spots for windows when I got the glass for them but let me look out at my door in case of dinosaurs.

I headed back outside and put down a fence to help square off the area and make it even safer. Night started to set and I wasn’t really happy with my progress. I wasted a lot of time thinking when I should have been acting. I climbed up onto my roof making a staircase up to give roof access and walked up to the cave again to look for the fruit that guy said he planted but didn’t see any…

What did that mean? Did enough time pass that it no longer was there? Was there perhaps another person who removed the berry bushes? I went back inside the cave to see if I missed something. The walls were very smooth for a cave. I had rushed out so quickly I didn’t notice that someone had carved the jagged number 2 into the wall. I looked down and saw a piece of flint on the ground.

It was just a theory at the moment but I thought there were at least two people so far that came to this world. So at least two other people came to this world before me, possibly more and the second one who came stole the berries the first one planted from in front of the cave. I still needed food then. I ran out of the cave as I was growing desperate but fortunately, about twenty feet into the forest was a large amount of berry bushes. I collect two blueberry and redberry bushes to bring back while gathering up twenty of each berry.

Making it safely back into the house, I try the blueberry first and will only eat them tonight. Who knew if there would be any negative effects from eating them, I was expecting to be poisoned but diarrhea might bypass that check. Wait, did I need to shit? I wasn’t sure, I knew I needed to eat. I guess there was only one way to find out and that was to wait and see.

It became night time and since I didn’t have a bed, I began to make a mineshaft. The world was a combination of both new and old Minecraft. The best location to mine for diamonds was at eleven depth but the world also went further down than zero now… Or it would be if I could open my information tab. There was no way to see my coordinates or know which layer I was on.

I had dug down to what I assume was a decent level before I began expanding the mineshaft. I was worried about the roof collapsing down on me as I wasn’t sure the world held to Minecraft stability. Who knew if I would end up dead from mining but I needed to find iron by the end of tonight.

Chapter 03

When I got back up to the surface I was a half stack of iron up from where I was before. I… I forgot how awful mining without a good pick sucked and I think the resources were lowered underground. I made myself an iron helmet and replaced my wooden clogs with iron boots. They felt uncomfortable to wear but it was muted like how pain felt without dealing damage to me.

I punched a wall to see if I could feel the pain but after half a second of knowing I hurt my hand punching it faded instantly causing no damage. I needed to head back outside and begin to experiment. Going to the roof I jumped off causing four points of damage but also leveling acrobatics up to level two. I built up five blocks and jumped off causing another two points of damage and hacked the lowest block. I wasn’t sure what I expected to happen but as the tower collapsed I knew that at least some function of physics existed.

I built two blocks up before building sideways. After twenty blocks I realized that as long as there was a connection with the ground, the blocks would remain stable. I jumped up and down on the final block to confirm as I felt no give under my feet like something that was close to collapsing would feel like. I noticed a dinosaur close by but ignored it. It was a parasaur which was faster than me so the moment I got close it would run away and without a bow and arrow or some ranged weapon I couldn’t deal with it…

I needed to make several spears. I could make them to kill it. I built up ten blocks after making the spears. I slowly built over the animal, if I was using a keyboard I was holding down the shift key hard to avoid falling off and to be extra stealthy. I was going to jump off before I remembered the taming system in place and parasaur had two taming methods. Beat it until it couldn’t move and feed it like many of the other dinosaurs… Or jump on it and hold on for dear life until it gave up.

When people hear herbivore they don’t normally think dangerous. Parasaurs were bigger than cows, they were several thousands of pounds. I really should have leveled my taming skill first. I was too distracted to look as the notifications for my taming skill rising kept popping up in the corner as I tried to stay on top of it. It took a sharp turn trying to buck me off but I dug my fingers into its skin trying to get as best a grip as I possibly could. Even though it was a medium-weight herbivore it was easy enough to tame under the right circumstances… This wasn’t the circumstances though.

As much as I’d have liked to tame it, the parasaur did shake me off eventually. I somehow didn’t take any damage as I fell almost directly onto my head. If it was normal life I might have broken my neck but the fall distance wasn’t high enough thankfully. Somehow I had gotten eleven levels of taming even though I failed. The skill system was from Mcmmo. Skill levels go above 1000+ so eleven levels might sound impressive but until I was over level 100, the only way to tame a parasaur was probably to beat it and feed it until it obeyed me.

I had already reached level 26 in mining, 11 in wood cutting, 2 in herbalism, 4 in smelting, and 3 in acrobatics. The problem with high levels is each level doesn’t make much of a difference so only breakthrough levels like level fifty for mining feel good. When I could mine faster it would feel much better to mine. Unarmed was a very important skill to level for pvp but I wasn’t sure how necessary it was going to be in this world.

Getting fifty levels in it was necessary but I wasn’t going to focus on it first. Leveling acrobatics was more useful as it reduced the fall damage you’d take, increased movement speed, swim speed, the chance to dodge attacks, and the chance to negate fall damage completely. There weren’t many armored enemies so going sword over axe made sense. That made the most important skills I needed to level acrobatics, sword, ranged, and taming. Leveling everything else would just smooth out my life and make life easier. 

Herbalism would be nice as I wouldn’t have to eat as much but it wasn’t going to kill me if I didn’t level it to max. Leveling swordsmanship or ranged weaponry rapidly might be the difference between life and death and avoiding a blow that could have killed me through sheer luck wouldn’t be too bad either. Food was also important. At least it was to me, I wanted to survive but I wanted to thrive as well. Eating good food was living for me.

I kept exploring and knew that the high-level predators just didn’t exist in this area. I think it was a grace area or something as I only saw herbivores, some much smaller and easier to kill than the parasaur. I didn’t go nuts but after killing two chicken-sized dinos, and a pachycephalosaurus(hammerhead dino) I decided that was enough killing for now.

I got to level 6 in range from using the spears. Even using them in melee counted which… Seemed like a mistake. Ranged was broken for leveling, at max level it would triple the output you could deal with every single strike compared to dealing bleed damage with a sword that seemed like an insane increase. Plus I could throw them as well. My plans changed again as I decided to completely forgo swords and axes and focus on spears and crossbows.

As my first spear exploded into a cloud of debris I realized the negative aspect of going spears. I would need a lot of them. I think the iron spear would last a lot longer but the stone spears were far more cost effective at the moment. I needed silk to make leather gloves then I could specialize those gloves with different recipes. I had the leather already just needed the thread. 

I needed wool or cotton. Were there sheep? I couldn’t remember if I removed them or not… I think chickens and cows were left in but I wasn’t a hundred percent on that either. It was just something I couldn’t remember doing anything with, if I did remove them it would have been so quick that it didn’t leave an impression on me…

No, they have to be left in because I was going to remove animals and fish then I was going to completely redesign a new prehistoric animal system for both but figured it was way too much effort. It was a spur-of-the-moment thing that would make my life far easier thankfully. I just needed to find cows, chickens, and sheep now. I gather up some wheat seeds and expand my area again fencing off a much bigger area around my house to plant the wheat seeds. I hoofed it back and forth twice with a bucket of water and made an infinite source for myself near my house.

Once again mining for most of the night, it was clear I didn’t need to defecate, urinate, or sleep to function, which was good. It meant I needed a bed so I could start skipping the night though as the night was more dangerous so the only thing I could do was mine. Getting smelting to 10 and mining to 50 I ran up to the surface again as the sun came up. I watched it come up on my roof before I began power-leveling acrobatics.

How do you power level acrobatics you might ask? Jump off a high area dealing as close to your entire life bar as you’re comfortable with over and over again. Every hundred points I trained meant I needed to raise the height I jumped from that much more to keep increasing it. At the end of the day I had eaten through most of my stored food but had reached 255 in acrobatics. 

That meant I could fall two extra blocks before taking damage and there was a 12.75% chance that I wouldn’t take fall damage or completely avoid an attack. I passively moved 2.55% faster and swam 5.10% faster. Each bit would add up eventually when I decided to leave the closed-off valley with the cave overlooking it.

Chapter 04

I spent the next week building onto my base, making it safer while starting to grind out the wool, leather, milk, and eggs I’d need for the future. Wool was turned into thread which was then used to complete many items. I kept expanding my fields to have many different plants including cotton as a backup source of thread. Not only did I do that but also focused heavily on getting my skills leveled.

Acrobatics was already 735. Every hundred levels it takes about as long to reach the next hundred as all the other ranks put together so it might have seemed like I was close to but was probably another week of acrobatics grinding to reach eight hundred, two for nine, and four for max. My gear had also made leaps and bounds.

I had three crossbows and a dozen iron spears because that’s how many a stack was, and had begun work on farming diamonds. If it had taken forever for iron, the three diamonds I got focusing on mining at night was an indicator that it would be months before I had a full set. Cloth explorer's armor is what I wore most of the time. The bonuses to movement speed made far more sense unless I was fighting something like a pack of sabertooths or velociraptors. The iron hunter’s armor was for killing higher-tier dinosaurs. I also had a glowstone necklace and only needed a back piece and belt(rings couldn’t be used with gloves).

Besides that, I reached two hundred in ranged, three hundred in taming, and had gotten hundreds of levels in most other skills. I had forgotten how bad it sucked to level salvaging, alchemy, and excavation. It did speed up when I realized that excavating was one of the only ways to get glowstone without going to the nether. Those skills were slow to level but I didn’t do any fishing at all.

I was feeling better as I had started to make foods better than the standard bread or cooked meat already. Sandwiches, stews, and even cakes. Berry cake gave an entire day buff to satiation. I’d stick it out for another few weeks gaining skills while increasing my armor and damage. Leveling acrobatics also slowed down because I needed to climb up seven extra blocks before I took any damage and taking damage was the only way to level it.

I could fall ten blocks without damage, thirty blocks without dying already. Maxing it out would mean I could fall another three blocks but that wasn’t why I was leveling it. I was leveling it because every level increases the chances of me completely avoiding an attack by .05%. At max, that would be a 50% chance of not taking damage. That was why I was training it, and why I had just a great view of the area, because I was thirty blocks in the air right now.

I took in a deep breath as I looked around, I could see a mountainous area to the left and right of the cave entrance while looking straight left showed visions of a swamp or bog, and to the right was a massive formation of gigantic trees. Trees at least 300 feet tall, possibly twenty feet wide, they were gigantic. It would take me all day to cut through that tree and even then it might just fall down the two layers I had to cut through and still stand up. One tree would fill my inventory completely full of wood ten times over though.

I looked around just breathing in the fresh air as the ground started to shake. It took me longer than it really should have to see the T-rex rushing towards me. Fuck! Oh no! I jumped down almost killing myself from the fall but I knew I had to in order to survive. It would have taken too long to climb down the ladder and I had no hope the single layer of stacked wood could hold back the T-rex. I was heavily regretting not upgrading my base to stone because wood was more aesthetically pleasing.

I fired a crossbow bolt at him missing entirely as it fell far short of him. He ate up the ground at a rapid pace but it wasn’t until he had gotten that close did I realize how much danger I was really in. I started to run, no, flee was a more apt term to explain what I was doing. I ran through my home as he reached the acrobatics tower and barreled through it like it didn’t exist. He was the size of a house with teeth the size of me. Still running up the hill I fired a bolt at him which didn’t do much except piss him off that his food was fighting back.

He had destroyed most of my house as his body moved through the wood like it was water and I kept firing at him while retreating up the hill. Four bolts, five, six then seven before I made it to the cave entrance which was about forty feet up a hill. The moment I closed the door his snout smashed into the stone barrier, the person who put the stone up was possibly the only reason I wasn’t gobbled up immediately. I was struck by the door that was flung with enough force to deal a heart of damage to me.

My crossbow arrows dealt a paltry amount of damage to him but it was enough to piss him off. His face slammed hard enough to make the stone buckle before it backed up and slammed in causing the wall to give way. Still firing, I hadn’t even realized I was screaming the entire time, an instinctive scream something would make when it knew its life was on the line. I was really glad I didn’t have to piss or shit now even more because that would have definitely happened in the process.

An entire stack of sixty-four arrows in its face making it look more like a porcupine than T-rex before it finally gave up. It left so quickly and I thought it was just going to leave… Until it noticed my animals. I hadn’t caught many dinosaurs but the large-scale of cows, sheep, and chickens were more than enough for a good meal for the T-rex. Even still he killed everything leaving nothing behind. Almost like he knew what he was doing he finished smashing my house, destroying my crops, and ignored me entirely as I exited the cave to continue to pelt him with crossbow bolts.

It left as quickly as it came, chasing the brontosaurus before leaving my vision. My hands had started shaking as I fell on my ass. The spiking adrenaline started leaving my body as I thought, the little set of iron armor I made wouldn’t do anything but make me less palatable for the T-rex. A single stomp would absolutely fuck me no matter how geared I got and I knew I needed to plan better than I had.

Almost everything was lost, or at least everything untouched could fit in a single double chest now. My meticulous storage was completely smashed to pieces, with dozens of stacks of food and painstakingly harvested materials ruined. The only thing left was the stacks of stone that somehow didn’t immediately explode into a stone bomb as he broke my chest but became the floating blocks I was accustomed to from Minecraft.

The world was very similar to Minecraft but different in many other ways. Killing something made it drop a few pieces of loot while it poofed out of existence, but if something were to die from falling or another animal, its corpse would stick around. I took in another deep breath as I let all my frustration for losing everything go. I had somehow survived being that ill-prepared and I knew going forward that would never happen again.

The first change was to build a stone wall completely around where I planned to live. I really should have seen the size of the dinosaurs in the distance and thought about T-rex and other large predators like that. Hell, even a Triceratops would have fucked up my farms eating all my crops if they were the ones to notice them. I couldn’t help but feel underprepared because of my own mistakes. 

I had new goals and that was to make my base far more defensible, maybe sit down and think of how the world would actually work, what I should avoid and I needed fucking pumpkins. If I had four or five iron golems protecting my shit things might have turned out differently.

Chapter 05

The good thing is I had leveled my ranged skill all the way up to 315. I got almost a hundred levels in just a few minutes, I knew the experience was calculated on damage but that was clearly changed to also include the type of monster I was fighting. At 333, I would be dealing double damage. I think base crossbows dealt three and a half hearts per hit. That would make it so I was dealing seven hearts as long as the target wasn’t armored.

Now that I think about it, The T-rex most likely had armor to heavily reduce the damage I dealt. I had mostly forgotten about that side effect when I was thinking about which weapons to pick. I still think I made the right decision but ranged wasn’t as overpowered as I thought if all dinosaurs had built-in defenses. Now that I think about it, I do remember adding them in and T-rex had the same defense as a set of iron armor.

It meant the mental calculations of me causing over seven hundred damage was probably less than half of that… I’d guess it’s HP to be around five hundred and it probably gave up after reaching half its HP. Explosions seemed like they would deal more damage than the game as well. I don’t think a single TNT block could kill a T-rex but maybe five or six could. At the very least it would injure its legs enough to make it easier to chase down.

Even though I had dealt significant damage to the T-rex, it still didn’t give up on attacking me. Most animals would flee if they had been dealt a significant amount of damage but it was solely focused on killing me until I knew it couldn’t before it left. I finished the first layer of the stone wall and began layering the second level next. The castle mod that added castle decor(drawbridge and large gates included) was pulling extra work on making this giant cobblestone wall look less shitty.

After replanting everything and moving some of the chickens who managed to escape death, I ate a meal of mutton before rebuilding my house out of stone and going to sleep. The next day I finished salvaging everything bringing my skill up to 201 before walling off my area leaving exits on each side of the stone walls. Needing to find cows and sheep again was going to suck. I felt wary about leaving my safety bubble but I would have to eventually.

For now, I kept expanding. Not only did I finish the walls but I built into the mountain expanding my home. I cut a path all the way through before hitting a dungeon portal near the center of the mountain. I built around it for now, I didn’t know what tier this was and my iron set was unfortunately ruined. I had the ingots to make a new set but not upgrade it to hunter’s armor.

I started to map the area, thankfully sugarcane wasn’t the only way to get paper now with cotton, bamboo, and straw that could be substituted. I hadn’t gotten around to working with redstone yet but I really should have. I think I might do railways after making four separate paths to this portal. I had a gut feeling that this was the center of the world so tunneling straight in every direction would cut the time it took to go around the mountain tremendously.

I kept tunneling as I had been on the north side when I came out of the cave so I dug straight south. The mountain had about a thousand block radius which meant close to a two thousand block diameter. I was happy to see the sun, who knew how many days it had taken to dig through those blocks? I looked around, to my left was the gigantic redwood forest, and to my right was a huge mountain that had snow on the top half of it.

I made sure I wasn’t going to be ambushed before I built a home around the exit and began walling off the area as well. I finished and just before I was about to head back inside and begin clearing to the east or west I heard someone cry out for help. “Help! HEEELP!” The voice was that of a woman. I quickly climbed up my wall to see what had happened and noticed that I had blocked off a cave making it impossible for the people living inside to have access to the outside world.

They could have built up and possibly gotten out as I could see the person yelling but it would be a pain in the ass every time they needed to get in and out since they couldn’t walk. They were also cavemen or rather cavewomen. That meant they couldn’t use the inventory and had to gather food naturally. Unless someone made the cavewoman a farmer then she would scavenge for food and wait for the male cavemen to return.

Now that I thought about it I was surprised I could understand her. I definitely didn’t put in the ability for the villagers to speak but it does kind of make sense. It was more realistic so they would behave more human like and have ways of communicating I could understand as a human from the same area. I got a better look at her before climbing down the wall to break out a path for her… She looked familiar.

It wasn’t until I broke through freeing her that I remembered. Oh yeah, I put in famous cartoon cave people when I made them. The Flintstones, the Croods, and Captain Caveman were added along with the randomized cavemen and women. To find the pair right now was crazy. Well, Wilma and Betty were the sexified versions of the women at least. Her red hair was down past her shoulders as her thin skirt hugged her hourglass figure… Or it would if she wasn’t shaking from malnutrition, her ribs showing, and on the verge of starvation.

What the hell happened? Where was Fred and Barney? I looked at her, trying not to scare her as I asked. “Where is your husband? No cavemen around?” I realized what I said could have been me asking to see if anyone was around to stop me from doing something terrible to them but she took it at face value. “Husband… Dead, all dead. Went out to hunt and only Barney came back. He said they ran into a bone demon that killed them. Next day when he went out for food he didn’t come back.”

I instinctively gulped when I heard her mention ‘bone demon’... What the fuck was that!? I didn’t add in anything spooky into this mod, did one of the ones I installed do it? I didn’t know enough but building these giant bases might be a bad thing if something is smart enough to know what these buildings mean. Buildings mean people are inside.

I look inside and while the two females are so skinny their ribs are showing both their children seem to be healthy. Most of the food they found would go to feeding them and the little left over would be split between the two. I secured the area with some blocks before slapping down a door to the base. I put down a double chest for them and started to fill it with food ingredients. Food naturally aged but unlike real life, it took meat I harvested about a week to finally spoil.

The vegetables I harvested hadn’t spoiled yet but I bet they would eventually. As I placed everything down the two women looked at me wide-eyed. Any wariness they had towards me disappeared immediately as they smelled the double furnaces I had down cooking meat and bread. I put down a feast for them, it was good for multiple meals as I made small talk while they ravished the food. I hadn’t realized how much I missed talking with someone else, even though it had only been a week.