I’m standing on top of a tree, which is standing on a single block of dirt that is surrounded by a vast area of nothingness. A void, bereft of all matter. To the east, the sun is rising. To the west, the moon falls below the horizon. There is no sound, and nothing to do but chop down the tree. The leaves of the toppled tree decay into saplings, which I collect, and plant a new tree to begin the process again.
Days and weeks pass. My platform is now so big that I can barely see from end to end. One area is covered in pigs, snuffling out truffles that I can turn into coal, glass and redstone. Another part is home to a huge arboretum filled with tiny bonsai trees, growing yet more resources for me. A third area houses a humming nuclear reactor. A fourth is where my airship is parked. I’m building a home in the sky – out of nothing. This is Sky Factory 4.
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