The Master Hunter and His Witty Ocelot Book 2: Nether Demons

By Mark Mulle

I'm hunting to find my best friend! He was ambushed by a horrible group of mobs and now I have to go to the hottest, toughest, most dangerous place on the seed. I have to push myself to the limit and take on quests I've never even considered before.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mark Mulle
• Release date: Jun 5, 2024
• ISBN: 9798330217151

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The Master Hunter and His Witty Ocelot

Book 2: Nether Demons

Mark Mulle

PUBLISHED BY:

Mark Mulle

Copyright © 2017

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Twenty-Second Day, The Desert - Missing Hunter

Twenty-Third Day, The Ocean - Remembering Hunter

Twenty-Third Day, The Jungle - Finding Hunter

Twenty-Third Night, The Jungle - Finding the Diary

Twenty-Third Night, The Jungle - Ambush!

Twenty-Fourth Day, The Nether - Alone in the Nether

Twenty-Fifth Day, The Witch’s Hut - New Teammates

Twenty-Sixth Day, The Big Web - Bones the Bounty Hunter

Twenty-Seventh Day, The Ghast Planes - Lava Bridges

Day Twenty-Third Day, Mob Prairie - Trapper’s Story, Part One: Captured

Twenty-Eighth Day, Pigmen Fortress - Infiltration Blaze

Day Twenty-Fourth Day, Pigmen Fortress - Trapper’s Story, Part Two: Prisoned

Twenty-Eighth Night, Pigmen Fortress - The Top Floor

Day Twenty-Fifth Day, Pigman Fortress Laboratory - Trapper’s Story, Part Three: Tortured

Twenty-Ninth Day, Pigman Fortress - Dr. Pigman’s Master Escape Plan

Twenty-Second Day, The Desert - Missing Hunter

Hello Diary,

It’s Trapper writing. I’m sure you remember since you’re a diary and you remember everything we wrote in you, but our faithful Master Hunter, Hunter, is lost.

Hunter found out that I was reading this diary. And since I’m Hunter’s pet ocelot, it made Hunter mad for some reason. I think Hunter was surprised that I’m a jungle cat, who can read and write, was invading his privacy and making fun of him behind his back. Granted, it wasn’t really behind his back, it was to his face.

Look, Hunter, I’m sorry!

I shouldn’t have read your, Diary! And you’re a really important friend to me! I don’t want to lose you. So my plan is, that I’ll go wherever I have to go to find you, show you this message, and give you your diary back, with the added promise that I will NEVER read it again without your permission!

OK?

Today, I ran around the desert, the hot sun beating down on my back. I checked a cactus grove, a big sand temple, and even a huge pit, but nothing. I didn’t find you. Some Husks were wandering around, being creepy and whatnot, and I’m sure you would have loved hunting them. I didn’t even bother… sigh.

Here’s to hoping I find you tomorrow…

Twenty-Third Day, The Ocean - Remembering Hunter

Diary, it’s Trapper again. Today, I searched around the ocean in a little boat. I paddled past some squids, but otherwise, the flat ocean was nothing but a wide expanse of blue nothingness all day. It could have been very calming if I was with my best friend…but since I was looking for him I just felt anxious.

I passed the time by remembering the first day we met, Hunter and I. I was just an angry jungle kitten. A different hunt/er slayed my mom and siblings for their pelts. Truly horrible. I was thrown into despair because of this. I still haven’t fully recovered and I probably never will.

Anyway, I tried to sabotage any hunter I found in the jungle. Hunter was camping alone one night,