Repent

Resent

my brain is a supercomputer

god i hate this guy

The duo ventured out to collect what was needed. They chopped trees for wood, mined stone from the mountains, and even battled a few hostile mobs lurking near an abandoned mine to collect rare minerals. With each resource they gathered, Max felt a building sense of purpose and teamwork with Luna.

Upon returning, Tinker greeted them with beeping applause. “Excellent work! Now, let’s turn these materials into magic.”

Inside the factory, Tinker guided them through glowing corridors filled with enchantments. They watched in awe as materials vanished into machines, emerging moments later as beautiful new creations—a shimmering diamond pickaxe, a powerful bow imbued with the enchantment of quickness, and potions that glowed with vibrant colors.

"Welcome to Wonderworks!" a cheerful robotic voice echoed through the hall. A small, wheeled robot emerged from a side corridor, its screen displaying a friendly smile. "I’m Tinker, the factory’s assistant. How can I help you today?"

Max exchanged a glance with Luna, both in awe of the magical setting. "We heard legends about this place," Max said, "and we wanted to see if it was real."

"Indeed, it is!" Tinker said, whirring in delight. "Here in the Wonderworks, we create the most incredible items that can enhance your adventures! But first, we need your help."

“What do you need us for?” Max asked, intrigued.

“There’s a supply shortage of building blocks and magical ingredients. Could you assist in gathering some resources from nearby biomes? In return, we can grant you access to our most secretive creations!” Tinker’s screen flickered with enthusiasm.

Max nodded excitedly. “That sounds great! Let’s do it, Luna!”