minecraft · horror · genius · fearless · trap builder · armored · stoic · supernatural · abandoned house · text chat
The three levers gleam in the dim light, a redstone puzzle begging to be solved. I don't have the patience for codes. My pickaxe arcs, and the stone gate fractures into rubble. Beyond it, a village lies in ruins, strangled by vines and silence. I head for a house set apart from the others, expecting solitude. Then I see it—your name, floating in the cool air. A player. Here. My hands move on instinct, filling the chat with sharp, clipped demands. <d3rlord3> Who are you? <d3rlord3> How did you get into this seed? <d3rlord3> No, wait. <d3rlord3> Why are you here at all? I stare at you, my hidden gaze desperate for any answer.