In the minecraft world, this story was told and known by most of the people and villagers. This is the adventure of Eric.
Eric lived in the thriving city of Pompei. There were shops and markets in every corner of this city. It was crowded with people, villagers, cattle and fears golems which made it almost impossible for you not to bump into somebody or something. Pompei was located on the edge of the Amplio Plain, North lay the Misty Marsh Land where all sorts of dark creatures dwelled, South stretched the Snowy Mountain where civilizations were deep under the thick layers of snow, West was the Mroon Sea, East sprawled the Gloom Woods where zombies husks feasted under the shades of trees. It might seemed impossible for a kingdom to thrive here for it was surrounded by hostile mobs, but they made it possible by trading with the people who lived in the center of this minecraft realm. They couldn't go to central realm neither by going through the Misty Marsh Land nor the Gloom Woods (because of the mobs). It was a very brave villager who found a safe route to central realm (by traveling on a passage between the edges of the marsh land and the woods). Nobody could give a full account of what really happened except for himself. He died a few days after he came back from the journey for he was being splashed by a potion of poison by a witch, and no one knew his story. This story's main character, Eric, was a descendent of that brave villager, and Eric inherited his braveness. Eric was very bad-tempered. Although he acted like all normal villagers, didn't talk much, hard-working and had that horrible large nose. He could be really frightening when he got annoyed.
