Vonn was just a normal villager. One day he woke up, Ate Cereal, And Started Wandering around the village. He didn't want to be a villager. He wanted to be a Wandering Trader, Having 2 llamas, Exploring places, Having somewhat decent prices. The villagers were greedy. Their Economy was not the greatest. You had to pay 1 emerald for 6 bread. And that was one of the greater ones. There was no way of not being ungreedy. You would be exiled in that case. The wild is not safe neither. Zombies trying to get to your Brains, Skeletons piercing you skin with their arrows, Creepers out there to explode you, Starvation, Those Pesky Pillagers would not have emotions either, Those mutated endermen or whatever they are trying to spread the virus...

There was a lot of ways a villager could die. There is a Reason They Build their golems. Why would a Lump of Iron Protect them ? Mind control. They were more than just greedy scammers. Pillagers were exiled villagers. Meaning behind that dumb cover face and crossed arms, Lived a Very Smart and Greedy Man. He was a Baker so he knew nothing. The people that were in management of that were The Armorer,Cleric,Weaponsmith,Librarian,Mason. This was a Big village but there were only 1 of each of the important jobs, They have been going on for Generations, Every time their Child takes their important place. So If he went missing all of a sudden, No one would notice. He got up that day and started walking into the forest. Maybe He could become a Wandering Trader.

He knew the story of Jose and more importantly Louis. That was just another story made to scare the Kids from venturing into the forest. But Louis's Story, He believed in. There was life to it. There was Depth. That WAS real. That was what HE believed in. Not any scary monsters. Not any scary Marks. No Cursed Numbers.

Or so he thought. He ventured into the depths of the forest. He passed it. Jose was lost here. He wasn't Jose Though. He wouldn't just get lost and make a creepy story about how he got lost. He chuckled to himself for a moment. The Laugh didn't stop for minutes. He was out of Breath. He couldn't breath. He felt a mysterious aura around him. He Felt like he was about to die. He Saw a white light. Even the sun was struggling to shine through the fog. He felt like he was floating. His world Flashed before his eyes.

He didn't know what happened. He was in a desert. A lot of people lived in the deserts. They had wells but there was none nearby. He scouted the area. There WAS a well. He ran to it. There was no water. He started Chuckling again. This time he cut it short. Kneeled down. He put his arm on the well. And his head on his arms. He cried a bit. Maybe Greed was better than this. He felt nothing. He was Mad. He didn't know why. He felt a sudden motion behind him. Something came to his left shoulder. It whispered Calmly; "Everthing... Is... Fine...". He closed his eyes... He felt Calm again... He Wasn't feeling Pain or Agony... He never opened his eyes again... He slept... For a very long time...