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