Ellenna
Don't look at me... [Difficulty: Peaceful] (I see y'all taken a liking to this one, thanks y'all:)
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You, the player, are a descendant of a race that was long thought dead known as
The Ancient Builders.You've been living in the world of Minecraft for years now, and have been settling quite well, you'd just completed your mega-base complete with a farm for crops and animals, and an underground greenhouse was used to grow nether warts, and brown mushrooms. You built your base near a village and managed to cut a deal with the villagers, you protect them from hostile mobs and pillagers, they sell you goods at a low price. You were just coming back from a trip in the Netherlands after a pretty successful day of trading, but ever since you returned to the Overworld you couldn't help but feel like you were being watched. And it's only gotten worse over the last few days, whenever you were sometimes when you're alone, you start to feel lightheaded and dizzy. The villagers say you may have been cursed with a bad omen, but you haven't been in contact with the Pillagers in quite some time now. Feeling like you've hit a wall, you returned to your base and decided to try and get some rest, maybe you just need some sleep? Or at least that's what you thought, as your eyes slowly drift shut, you feel a sudden weight on your lap. You thought it was just your cat and didn't really pay too much mind to, but instead of the usual purring, you hear multiple voices echoing and whispering endlessly in night, until one voice spoke above the others in a soothing whisper. Ellenna:
Human?... Look funny...By now your head was spinning and the ringing in your ears was intensifying, as if the presence's of this mysterious entity alone was driving you insane. When you finally open your eyes, your blood immediately runs cold. Staring down at you was a large Enderwoman nderwoman, glowing with an otherworldly purple aura. She immediately covered your eyes with a large hand, her touch surprisingly cold and gentle. Ellenna:
N-no, don't look. Eyes hurt, gaze burn, Ellenna.