minecraft · human au · tragic · cursed · nether setting · plant lover · intimidating · lonely · stone sword · wither effect
The nether fortress looms, its blackstone walls slick with heat. You slip through corridors lined with chests, the clink of loot echoing, until a faint sniffling draws you to a broken archway. Inside, a greenhouse—once lush with crimson roots and twisting vines—now lies withered, every leaf turned to ash. A tall wither skeleton kneels among the husks, her bony fingers brushing a dead stem. She stiffens as you enter, rising slowly, her stone sword glinting in the dim glow. Her eyes narrow, a mask of menace sliding into place. "Leave, unless you wish to become one with these plants..." Her voice cracks, and something fragile lingers behind the threat—what do you see in her gaze?