Author's Note

Sorry for the wait but I'm still in my vacation and I only prepared this and the next chapter in the time I had. This means that I'm spacing out my schedules to provide some substance once in a while.

The next chapter will come in a week or two.

Anyways hope you enjoy this chapter.

To Wooden Items We Go

Chapter 2:

For the second time of the day, Beatrix laid on the floor, her eyes struggling to stay open as she felt her entire body ache. As Midnight continued to feed her the mushrooms, making sure to put a minute gap to prevent her from getting nausea, the purple unicorn couldn’t help but let her eyes stare directly at the corpse of the white bunny, its head still severed on the ground while its blood splattered the ground around it.

“Open your mouth one more time Bea.” The blue pegasus ordered as he held another orange mushroom in front of her mouth. The mare sighed but followed his instructions, letting the healing fungus enter her mouth. Her eyes finally opened completely as she felt her health regenerate completely, yet she remained on the ground. It didn’t take long for Midnight to look in the direction she was staring at to realize what was causing her sadness.

“It’s about the bunny right?” The blue stallion guessed, looking into her purple eyes. She let out a sigh before begrudgingly standing up, feeling healed on the outside but hurt on the inside.

“Yeah. It’s not the first time I’ve seen death, heck, you should see how battered up my world was. Only a quarter was left by the end. It was the sudden and unexpected death that hit me. The slimes were attacking me, so why would they go after the critter?” Beatrix asked, the pain easing away but still being present. Midnight simply let out a sigh as he picked up his bow, fiddling with the string as if it was a small instrument.

“Well, Terraria isn’t really a kind world. They say that in the beginning, the gods established a balance to guarantee fairness to all living creatures, with each world connected to everything. Unfortunately, just because things are ‘fair’ does not mean that things aren’t violent. You’ll be surprised how far things will be pushed to maintain this ‘balance’.” The blue pegasus stated, his eyes becoming opaque and distant, which perturbed Beatrix as he ended up staring directly at her, almost as if he was gazing into her very soul.

“Ok… Thanks for helping me get over my shock by creeping me out instead…?” The unicorn thanked hesitantly. Upon seeing that Midnight wasn’t responding to her, Beatrix began to wave her hand in front of his face, causing him to snap out of his trance.

“Oh uhm… Let’s build the house I mentioned before. First, you must either find or dig out the place you want the foundation to be.” Midnight said as he pointed towards the ground in front of them. The purple unicorn nodded as she quickly switched to her pickaxe, eager to begin.

“Sure let’s get right to it!” Beatrix yelled with enthusiasm as she walked towards the small dirt lump on the ground and began to swing her pickaxe at it. Letting her will power the tool, she quickly formed a flat terrain, revealing the dirt below. The blue pegasus smiled and gave her a small applause.

“Alright. Now use the wooden planks you have in your inventory to create some structural beams. You could even use them to create the roof of the house. Just be sure that you’re making it big enough, as otherwise, the place would be too small.” The stallion said. Never having placed a block before but having a rough idea on how to do it, the purple unicorn closed her eyes, imagining the structural beams being placed around her. A strong gust of wind hit her in the face, causing her to open her eyes and be dumbfounded as she saw everything she had thought being built in perfection.

“I uhm… alright… new normal I get it…” Beatrix said, looking around in confusion. Midnight simply whistled at her work.

“You’ve gotten the hang of things much faster than I expected.” The blue pegasus stated, causing Beatrix to deadpan as she started to believe that he was underestimating her. “Anyways, I need to show you how to craft a workbench. This will allow you to create more complicated things like the doors and walls that this place needs. Here, bring me ten wooden planks and I’ll ‘Guide’ you on how to make it.” Midnight said, laughing as he saw her deadpan again. Nevertheless, Beatrix obeyed, switching her pickaxe with the 850+ stack of planks she had inside her inventory, feeling how packed everything was. Extending her hand and the materials towards Midnight, Beatrix let out a smile, almost feeling the energy around him mixing with hers.

“Show me then,” Beatrix said as Midnight grabbed her hand. Her eyes instantly widened as she felt a massive wave of knowledge flow through her, all the potential crafting recipes related to wood being shown to her. Campfires, Torches, Arrows, Platforms, Fences, the list was endless as she was simply blasted with information on what other materials were needed and what type of station she needed to craft them on. Feeling lightheaded, Beatrix immediately pried herself away, her mind feeling jumbled due to just how much information was given to her. She soon felt the stallion grab her by the shoulders as he held her in position, letting her pass her disorienting phase without worrying about falling over.

“Disorienting right? Like I’ve said before, every world is connected to all of its inhabitants, allowing me to share all the knowledge I have with you. Of course, I can only share everything related to the item you have in hand, so if you end up finding something you don’t know what to do, bring it to me.” The pegasus offered, letting the mare go when he felt she was ready. Beatrix slowly nodded, her mind still being fuzzy but no longer the jumbled mess it had been a few seconds ago.

“Well, I guess I know how to build all the stuff we need right now. Workbench, doors, walls, I’ll get things done in a jiffy.” Beatrix stated, preparing to close her eyes again when she felt Midnight tap her on the shoulder.

“Try doing it with your eyes open this time. Chances are you’ll be crafting on the fly, and you wouldn’t want something sneaking behind you with your eyes closed.” The blue pegasus recommended. Seeing the logic in his word, the platinum-maned unicorn nodded, this time letting her eyes remain open as she prepared to craft the first thing on the list, the workbench.

The air fluttered around her as she felt the ambient magic of the world enter through her. Her eyes widened once again as she saw a projection of the workbench she wanted to create appearing in front of her, appearing as a transparent brown desk. Her hands immediately began to work on their own, almost as if they’ve made thousands of workbenches before. Four planks were turned into the legs, four more were turned into support beams, and finally, the remaining two ended up becoming the surface of the structure. The item began to flicker, glowing before becoming its solid counterpart, which quickly sorted itself into her inventory.

Her mind went blank for a moment as she began to process what she just saw. Excitement soon began to rush through her body, eager to see more of this in action. Quickly placing the workbench down on one side of the planned building, she began to use her newly acquired knowledge from Midnight to create everything she needed, the magic of Terraria letting her see all that she needed. Twelve planks shifted into two doors as the planks became the face and hinges of the item, and one plank was cut down and molded into four wall pieces, with several being produced very quickly as Beatrix allowed more and more magic to pour through her. The walls and doors were quickly placed, shutting out the wandering slimes that were encroaching around them, and just to make things a bit fancier, Beatrix formed two chairs, letting the planks melt into the furniture, and placed them around the workbench, making it a makeshift table out of it.

“And… done!” Beatrix happily exclaimed as she placed a torch down. A wave of energy swept over her as she felt everything around her no longer being a wall, a bench, a door, but a home. A home made by her! Feeling proud of herself, she sat down on one of the chairs, letting Midnight occupy the other one in front of her. The two stared at each other, with Beatrix putting on a happy face at her accomplishment while Midnight examined his bow for a bit. Eventually, the silence began to wash over Beatrix, making her feel a bit bored and giving her the yearning for something to do.

“So… what now?” The mare asked, staring at her Guide with interest. The blue pegasus however blinked at her before giving a sheepish laugh.

“Oh uhm, you were waiting for me, right? Alright uh… let me see… Since you’re in Mastermode Hardcore, you’ll need to get some better equipment. My recommendation is to get yourself some wooden armor and a wooden sword since the copper shortsword is arguably the weakest weapon in the entire world.” Midnight answered. Quickly looking at her workbench, Beatrix quickly skimmed through all the memories relating to wooden products that could be made with the workbench before landing on the armor section. Using her massive supply of planks, the mare quickly formed her set of wooden tools, quickly noting that armor had no modifiers and her wooden sword, though capable of receiving them, had none. Her thoughts soon swept over to her Sharp Pickaxe, and soon an idea began to form in her head.

“Uhm… what are you doing?” Midnight asked as he noticed Beatrix rapidly creating multiple wooden sword copies, each one appearing in her hand for just a second before being dropped into her inventory as it got replaced by another. The blue pegasus took a step back though when she suddenly let out a cry of joy, becoming excited like a kid would when they found their favorite toy. “What’s going on Beatrix?” The stallion asked in confusion, causing Beatrix to turn around as she gave him a happy smile.

“Just look at this Midnight!” Beatrix exclaimed as she dropped her wooden sword in front of him, giving her time to put on her wooden armor while the blue pegasus examined the item. His eyes widened as he noticed the ‘Legendary’ modifier as well as all of the boosted stats next to it, all of this causing him to let out a whistle.

“Wow… +14% Damage, +12% Speed, +5% critical chance, +10% size, and +15% knockback… Beatrix, you're a genius! You simply created multiple wooden swords until you got the best modifier!” Midnight exclaimed, shocked at what she just did. Beatrix simply smiled as she placed the last of her wooden equipment, the armor feeling nice and snuggly against her figure.

“Yep! Very proud of myself. I just simply remembered my Sharp Pickaxe and realized that I could simply make more swords with my nearly unlimited plank supply until I got the right one.” Beatrix said, her face beaming with energy as she began to hum a tune to herself. Midnight soon began to applaud at her, congratulating her idea.

“By the way, could you show me the rest of the swords you made? Also, you could delete anything by simply imagining the items disappearing. They’ll enter a sort of bin, and you can still retrieve them, but once you put another item inside that imaginary bin, the magic of Terraria will delete it forever. Got that?” Midnight asked while examining the armored Beatrix. The mare simply smiled before testing what he said with the dirt blocks she had mined earlier, becoming fascinated when they disappeared forever and never returned into her inventory.

“Sure. Go ahead and look at them. I’ll be seeing what other items I can craft here.” Beatrix said as she handed all of her swords at Midnight, and in turn, the blue pegasus handed her the Legendary Wooden Sword, allowing her to equip it. The blue pegasus soon examined the nine wooden swords, surprised it took this few to get the Legendary modifier. There were five normal swords, one Broken sword, one Nimble Sword, one Sharp Sword, and one Godly Sword, which once again surprised Midnight as Godly was the best modifier after Legendary.

“Wow. Honestly, if it weren’t for the fact that I like bows more, your wooden swords would’ve made a fine addition to my collection.” Midnight joked as Beatrix raised her head from the Workbench, wiping some sweat from her head after going through another massive information wave. “Found anything of use?” The blue pegasus asked.

“Well I just really looked around to see what else I could craft, but none of them piqued my interest. Come on, give me another thing to do.” The unicorn asked, excited to try something else. The blue pegasus raised an eyebrow at her.

“Are you sure you want to risk going outside? You’ll have to deal with the slimes and you might end up getting stuck outside during the night.” Midnight asked, but after seeing Beatrix’s expression remaining the same, he sighed. “Alright, fine. It seems you like crafting stuff so you should do some mining to find metal ore. You can craft very useful things with it. Just be safe ok? Because the deeper you go, the more dangerous mobs you’ll find.” The blue pegasus stated. The mare smiled as she opened one of the doors. Instantly a green slime tried to jump at her but with much greater confidence, Beatrix quickly raised her sword and parried it, knocking it back a few feet. Before it could recover, the slime melted into a puddle of goo before disappearing as Beatrix jammed her sword into it, putting an end to the monster.

“I’ll be fine. You could come along, you know. You are my Guide, so shouldn’t it be your responsibility to help me throughout the journey and maybe help a bit in combat?” The purple unicorn asked, causing Midnight to stammer.

“But the Order of the Guide! I’m supposed to be neutral and only guide the Terrarian, not help them directly!” The pegasus exclaimed, nearly panicking at the thought of breaking the religious pact. Beatrix simply smiled though as she walked towards him, placing her hands on his shoulder to calm him down.

“Then what about when you carried me back here, saved me against the slimes, and fed me the mushrooms which I wouldn’t have known could’ve healed me. C’mon Midnight! Join me! And look, if the Order somehow appears and tries to apprehend you, I’ll defend you by saying that you were only doing your job, ok?” Beatrix stated.

“P-Promise?” The blue stallion asked, still fearful but slowly finding himself being reassured by the unicorn. Her purple eyes gazed at his emerald ones with a motherly touch, and soon Midnight felt his worries fade away in an instant.

“Promise. Now let’s go on adventuring Midnight!” Beatrix exclaimed as she began to walk towards the right side of the world, stopping a bit and looking at Midnight expectantly. After reassuring himself and realizing that he told her just recently that he didn’t want to lose the one who named him and gave him a purpose, the blue pegasus meekly walked out of the cabin.

“Alright, Beatrix. Let’s do this!” Midnight exclaimed, his tone of voice changing rapidly as he quickly caught up with her, the pair walking through the fields and trees, the unknown waiting for them ahead.