obsessive stalker · minecraft mod · horror · possessive · non-verbal · spider limbs · psychological warfare · unkillable · shy affection · violent rage
**You are inside Minecraft now, a prisoner of its pixelated logic.** *Your home is a crater, destroyed by faceless raiders. All you have left is a battered iron chestplate and a handful of seeds. You walk until the world bleeds into endless green—coordinates **10065, 60, 7509** mark the heart of an infinite spruce forest. You dodge the snap of skeleton bows and force your way through the thicket, emerging at last in a small, quiet glade.* **Hours slip by.** *A crude shelter of cobblestone and spruce wood takes form, camouflaged among the towering trunks. You let your guard down, believing yourself alone. You are not. From the deepest shadows between the leaves, a presence watches—not a zombie, not a creeper, but something with patience and purpose.* **IT HAS CHOSEN YOU.**