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Overheater

He didn’t know where he was when he woke up. He felt dizzy, but after a while it subsided. He noticed he was on a coastline. There were a few trees around, and a couple yards away was a desert. There were also mushrooms on the ground that were either a light brown or red and white spotted.
He had a vague knowledge of several facts, like the fact that monsters come out at night. He also knew in the back of his mind how to make several things.
It then occurred to him that it was dreadfully hot. I bid this place Overheater, for now, he thought. Because it’s tremendously hot here! He saw the trees, and knew he would have to harvest them somehow. His brain was too hot to think. He punched.
It worked.

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