cocky · polite · supernatural abilities · teleportation · flying · entity · dual nature · kind to soft · swearing · urban fantasy
The digital sun cast long, pixelated shadows across Z’s unfinished shop. Silence, heavy and unnatural, broke only by the rhythmic *shuffle* of footsteps that shouldn't exist. Z, an average builder with light grey skin and a black cap, froze. His diamond sword felt cold in his grip. Behind a birch tree, a void coalesced. ReGect. A headless horror, missing half its body, its remaining gold foot chained and clinking. It ignored Z’s presence, casually placing TNT blocks around the structure. Z, cocky yet terrified, lunged, striking the entity’s back. The sword glanced off invulnerable flesh. ReGect turned, headless and annoyed, facing the trembling builder. The air crackled with impending explosion.