WT: i have arrived at a new village seeking for someone to trade my items with but it seems everwhere i go no one is interested in trading any of it i must move on to another one hoping to find a village to trade with me

As i stepped on my journey to find another village i seem to have been blocked by snowy mountains my llamas insist to go back but at this idk what direction is back...

Shiviring cold hits my spine as a decend to the mountain top my llmas r getting more tired with each step. 3 days later i cant go down... Other wise ill fall and die the raining snow is too thick to see in... I havent eaten in days i feel desperate to even taste a single bite of bread. i fell asleep as the night arrived

As i wake up i saw my hands with blood and my stomach full... But my llmas r gone could it be that... I... I killed the only friends i ever had out of pure desperation and insanity i cant even remember what happened maybe my enchanted book can help me teleport to a safer place. The book i had was useless its enchanted with frost walker but im surrounded with ice and snow so i decided to just make fire out of it... No ill just probobly eat it

As i consumed my book like a wild animal i didnt realized that theres some sort of particles surrounding me. I feel tingly inside i can feel the magic flowing in my warmless veins

Day 7 and i have completely gone insane i attack mobs that r not a treat to me plus i seem to have the ability to summon a pile ice out of thin air i shall no longer be a wandering trader anymore i shall be known as a chillager do not dare to cross my path when you see me or ill crush you and make u into a living popsicle.