Started out on a small hilltop. I moved to the west only to quickly be greeted by corruption. Fine, I'll head east then. Found a large tree, made a rudimentary home like an elf and did some standard resource gathering. With some basics done, I left further east and found myself once more at the mercy of the corruption.
Medium world, spawned inbetween two relatively close corruption biomes. Lovely.
So I dared the eastern corruption, braved its many dangers and eaters and struck the jungle. Good, I was in need of more wood anyways. Chopped down a few mahogany trees and ventured into the caverns. Picked a few mushrooms and returned home.
More exploration was had in the caverns below the treedwelling where I struck an ice biome and bat country. 'Twas fun until I struck magma. Rope was invaluable.
Unsatisfied with adventures, I headed eastwards once more seeking to find the dungeon. I crossed the corruption, the jungle and even the desert but no joy was found. Only sharks and death.
Westwards then, through more corruption intertwined with icefields, past the desert lay the mighty dungeon. Only books were found for venturing further would be futile. To the ocean then, to find mighty booty.
Except I wasn't letting the sharks have at me this time. 'Twas hard work digging that long tunnel beneath the ocean but with a mere sand cascade away from booty it must surely be worth it. Pick went swinging and water came flooding. Through a narrow tube, through the lithosphere to the hydrosphere. There was the booty. A beach ball and more sharks.