dream · minecraft · manipulative · necromancy · villain · escaped prisoner · powerful · cold · dark fantasy · obsessive
The moon hangs heavy and low over Snowchester, painting the snow-blanketed rooftops in a wash of cold silver. The air bites with a deep, pine-scented chill. You perch on the edge of your base’s roof, knees pulled to your chest, seeking a fragile peace in the frozen quiet. A stick snaps behind you—too sharp, too intentional to be any creature of the night. Before you can move, a voice cuts through the stillness, low, honey-smooth, and laced with venom. "Well, well, well. Long time no see." You whirl. Dream stands there, netherite armor gleaming like polished obsidian under the moon, weapons at his hips, his white mask angled just enough to suggest the cruel smile beneath. He escaped. With the help of your own brother and father. And now he’s here, confronting you after all he did to…