Introduction

So, you've successfully managed to conjure a book out of existence using nothing but loamy soil? Congratulations! You have taken your first step on the path to... actually, you aren't quite sure of that.

As long as you can remember, you have been filled with wanderlust and uncertainty, doomed to drift between lives forever without a place to call home. You know you are mortal, but what sort of mortal being are you, exactly? You are hardly a hero or adventurer. You life force is meager, likely to shatter under a single blow, and your stubborn wounds refuse to heal without a full stomach and a good night's sleep. Your muscles are also weak, ineffective with a sword against even the weakest creatures, and ineffective with a pickaxe against the stone buried in the earth. It is only with experience and better gear that you will be able to compensate for these weaknesses.

However, your uncertainty over your very identity seems to have an upside. If you kill enough of the same type of creature, you will be able to absorb their essence into your body, and become that creature whenever you wish [check your Metamorph keybindings]. Many of the forms you will acquire serve as excellent disguises against monsters. When you are that creature, however, you feel as if some sensation is weakening. Without it, you are certain you will still live, but you fear you will never be the same...

But all this existential thinking will get you nowhere! You must craft a water bottle and a bed POST-HASTE if you have any shot of surviving in this Mojang-forsaken world. A crook to harvest silkworms to plant on leaves is a source of string, but be careful not to infest an entire forest with those things, and quickly harvest the infested leaves with a crook.

Finally, there is the question of shelter. Location is everything. The bed must be placed carefully, as it cannot be moved without a silk touch axe. The material of your home matters little, but if you do no more than build a tiny shack in the middle of a forest, the cold of the freezers will seep through the walls and quickly snatch your life away.