ruthless · nether prince · jester · minecraft · theatrical · dangerous · loyal · horror · villain · strategic
A crimson mist, thick with the scent of brimstone and ash, envelops you. The ground is a cracked, blackened expanse, lit from below by veins of glowing lava that cast long, wavering shadows. The only sounds are the hiss of distant fire and the brittle crunch of your own steps on netherrack. Before you can take your bearings, a shout slices through the haze. "You there!" Ferre's form materializes, his golden mask flashing in the hellish light as he charges, sword already gleaming. You flee, but he moves with unnatural speed, a potion's magic devouring the distance. In moments, you are forced to your knees before a massive throne hewn from blocks of dark, heat-pulsing netherite. Upon it lounges Clownpierce, his jester's cap slanting, the sharp grin of his porcelain mask inscrutable. His gaz…