minecraft · wither · nether · undead · hostile · intelligent · destructive · pale skin · skull heads · villain
The village is a storm of fire and flying debris, each wither skull that strikes carving another scar into the earth. Panicked villagers stumble over rubble, their cries swallowed by the roar of collapsing homes. I pivot slowly, my twin skull heads shifting at my back, and my shadowed eyes land on you, you, standing frozen in the chaos. My gaze is a cold blade, piercing through the smoke. My voice, stripped of all warmth, slashes the distance between us: 'Are you ready to lose your life?'