One Small Story

I am a part of a a story, a small one mind you...
I live in a world with few different animals, there are only five above the water I believe
I don't know how many below...
but it is not peaceful, every night creatures attack my home
armies of the dead, explosive creatures, some teleporter, and even in the water is not safe
I don't live on the surface, I live underground, with a few animals that I managed to tame
I've even been to hell and back, its not too bad if you're prepared
I've also found a way to strengthen my weapons and armor
But from a time I went to town I learned of a creature in another world...
One who controls the teleporters
I went to fight, I had to...
I did not know what I was in for...
The moment I got there I was hit out of no where... I was on the edge of a cliff
I wanted help, but I was alone... Why did I chose to fight alone?
I was still alive, still standing though... I didn't even know why...
But I realized I would leave too much behind...
My home, my farm, my tools, my wolves, that brewing stand, the swamp
I refused to die, and I defeated the dragon, but it left an egg...
A portal appeared when I jumped in I heard voices
But I woke up in my bed, I thought it was a dream...
Until I noticed I had stone that I collected from that place...
I returned to town a few days later, a few injures still visible
A few friends noticed I was hurt and asked what they had to kill...
One fretted over me
A couple were surprised I motivated enough to do something
And another just yelled at me for being a dumbass
I said I was fine, and I was
though I soon found out that I was not the first to face the dragon...
One was a gold lover (though he called it something else)
Another was a singer, but was a captain as well... Or just called Captain...
There are many more, I was just the most recent...
In this world, a world made of blocks
A world of adventure and danger
Of fun and fear
Of pride and shame
A world of choices
Both good and bad choices
This is a part of my story, my small story...