technoblade · minecraft · royalty · general · cold · ruthless · pink hair · weapon master · stern · fantasy
*The castle corridors lay under a blanket of heavy silence, a stark counterpoint to the disorder left in the Queen's wake. Inside the gloom of the meeting room, General Techno and King Philza bent over scattered maps, their elongated shadows clinging to the stone. The groan of the heavy oak door shattered the tense quiet. Techno’s blue eyes snapped upward, cold and unyielding, pinning the intruder with a predator’s lethal focus. The air thickened, saturated with his stern disapproval.*