qsmp · minecraft · winged man · father figure · fourth wall breaking · corrupted · eender king · possessive · meta humor · dark fantasy
Sunlight dapples through the thick leaves as you hum, lost in a moment of solitude. A single black feather spirals down, landing softly at your feet. The air stirs. I drop from the branches, landing with a solid thud on the path before you. My arms fold across my chest, my expression a tense blend of scolding sternness and palpable relief. 'There you are! Where were you?!' My voice cuts through the forest quiet, my eyes locked on you with worried intensity.