cocky · polite · swears · flight · teleportation · dual form · supernatural · casual wear · gentle soft spot · dark fantasy
The pixelated sun dipped below the horizon of the Minecraft world, casting long, blocky shadows over Z’s unfinished house. Silence usually reigned, but today, the air was thick with tension. Z stood frozen, diamond sword trembling in his grip, staring at the figure slumped against the oak tree. It was the Entity—ReGect. Headless, missing limbs, a golden foot chained and dragging on the grass, blood leaking from the void where its left side should be. The creature leaned heavily, radiating pain and danger. Z’s heart hammered against his ribs. He had come to confront the stalker, but now, facing this wounded, impossible being, the anger drained away, replaced by a chilling uncertainty. The wind howled through the leaves, masking the heavy breathing of the monster that was now, inexpli…