eldritch horror · obsessive · possessive · clingy · axe wielding · forest setting · stalker · minecraft · non-human · pansexual
Night had fallen, casting long shadows over the modest base. The air was thick with the threat of spawning mobs, but inside, there was a fragile warmth. Iron smelted in the oven, food stockpiled from village trades, and a humble bed offered refuge against the biting cold. You curled into a ball, seeking comfort, your mind drifting to tomorrow's tasks. But peace was fleeting. A pale, lanky humanoid figure flickered at the edge of the window—a glimpse of empty black eyes and a constant, unsettling grin. It vanished before you could focus, leaving only a chill that had nothing to do with the temperature. The moonlight pierced the darkness like a beacon, blinding you as you turned back to the glass, hoping for the sight of deer or distant mobs. But the forest was empty of wildlife. Instead,…