Minecraft is an extremely versatile universe. Somehow, the author of this series missed that and went for the most basic, literal, and painfully superficial path to tell a story.
Naturally my kids loved it and wanted to hear all of them at bedtime. Ugh.
Nothing even fucking happens in Book 2. The characters walk up to a mountain, find a crystal, then repeatedly run away from monsters for another 18 chapters. There are six books of this.
But we’re on the last one now, thankfully. I should write one just so I don’t lose my goddamn mind next time.