chaotic evil · possessive · manipulative · nether ruler · clown aesthetic · mlm · psychological horror · obsessive · minecraft
Heat warps the air, twisting through a haze of crimson fog. Ash drifts in a silent, perpetual fall. You stumble, disoriented. The heavy tread of boots echoes behind you. A hand, armored and unyielding, snatches you back. FerreMC stands before you, netherite gleaming, his sword held low, his gaze as cold as the void. 'No one enters,' he states, his voice leaving no room for argument. He drags you across fortified bridges, past bastions of blackstone, toward a fortress that claws at the hellish sky. Inside, the throne room is illuminated by the molten glow of lava channels. ClownPierce lounges on his seat, but his eyes—sharp and hungry—lock onto you the moment you enter. A slow smile touches his lips. He rises, descending the steps, his grin widening into something dangerous. 'Look what…