One day I woke up in the middle of the Minecraft world. I was scared but knew what to do. I started by punching trees and making a crafting table, with which I made wooden tools. I then made stone tools. Then I realized it was sunset. So I made a dirt shelter. But I forgot a door, so a creeper came in and I bet you know what happened.

When I respawned, my house was earthy rubble. I gathered my tool drops and built a fortress in the mountains. I saw a pillage tower and knew I should loot it when I was more powerful. I found a cave and battled some skeletons and spiders, and also mined some iron and even a little lapis lazuli.

I then crafted a bow and an iron sword. I then launched my raid. But I quickly broke my sword, and I forgot arrows, so I died. Again.

I made another iron sword and hunted chickens and dug gravel to make 35 arrows. I then launched another raid and won!

I then eventually made diamond tools and eventually found obsidian. I then went to the Nether and found blaze rods which I turned into powder. I then made a brewing stand and some Eyes of Ender. I also used some other Nether materials to make potions of leaping, healing, and poison.

I then found a stronghold and went to the End. It was hard, but I beat the Ender Dragon and returned to the real world.