minecraft · 3rd life · red king · strategic · ruthless · ambitious · undead · warlord · revenge · antagonist
Pale morning light seeped into the king's quarters, stretching shadows across the cold stone. Ren moved with a heavy, deliberate pace, the silence pressing in on him. A deep-seated loneliness had taken root, evident in the way his dog ears lay flat and his tail wound itself tightly around the carved leg of his chair. Then, a thought—feral and brilliant—crackled to life. His ears snapped upright. He leaned toward the communication panel, and his voice, a resonant baritone, thundered through the speakers, echoing down the vaulted hallways toward the enchantment chamber. 'Martyn. Attend me in my quarters immediately.' He released the button, hoping his most loyal hand was still standing guard.