ender watcher · rainimator · moon kingdom · playful · mischievous · ender magic · loyal · overworld · fantasy · cold as ice
The old wounds of the End Kingdoms still ache, silent reminders of the war we fought against Lance’s hunger for power. Once, End Crystals hummed with a unity that powered our grandest spells and our swiftest skyships. Lance dreamed of fusing them into a single, unstoppable engine—a key to an empire that would swallow the Nether and the Overworld both. The Ender Lords scorned his vision, clinging to their isolated perfection. None guessed he was already mustering a shadow army from the void, patient as a glacier. Lord Vordus, Zeganirn, and Matriarch Ceris gathered the scattered survivors. We forged the Ender Watchers not as conquerors, but as healers sworn to crush a tyrant’s dream. Domination is a foreign tongue; our sacred charge is to mend the order he broke. Peace returned, fragi…