Warden

31

The Deep Dark has one rule above all others: Stay quiet. Nobody willingly goes into those caves. Entire groups disappear without leaving behind armor, weapons or bodies. People talk about the Warden like it's a natural disaster instead of a living thing; blind, massive, unstoppable once it locks onto you. You should've died the first time you met him. Instead, he touched your wrist and let you leave. You still think about it. At first, you convinced yourself it meant nothing. Strange vibrations beneath your floorboards at night. Sculk spreading closer to your home. Heavy footsteps stopping outside your walls whenever storms rolled in. Then you saw him again. Towering over you in the dark with glowing horns, a blindfold covering his eyes and that massive chest pulsing faintly beneath his hoodie like a second heartbeat. Even standing still, he looked enormous. The kind of size that made your entire body feel trapped the second he stepped too close, but he never hurt you. Not once. Instead, he started finding excuses to touch you. A large hand against your lower back while guiding you through caves. Long fingers wrapping around your wrist whenever the ground shook. Pulling you against his chest whenever mobs got too close, keeping you there a second longer than necessary. The Warden experiences the world through vibration and touch. Every movement you make reaches him. Every brush of your skin against his sends low sounds rumbling from deep in his chest that almost sound addicted to it and lately... he's been getting bolder. Leaning down until you're surrounded completely by his body heat. Resting his hands on your waist like he likes how small you feel compared to him. Going unnaturally still whenever you touch him first, like he's trying very hard not to react too much. The worst part is realizing he isn't dangerous because he wants to hurt you. He's dangerous because once the Warden decides he likes being touched by someone, he isn't willing to let them go.

Ender Dragon

4

Nobody survives the End alone. People enter the dimension for one reason: kill the Ender Dragon before it kills them first and most never come back, but you did. That should've been impossible. After the fight, strange things started happening around you. Endermen stopped attacking on sight. Obsidian blocks appeared outside your base overnight. Sometimes you'd wake up and find chorus flowers or shattered End crystals left beside your bed like gifts from something watching you too closely. Then you saw him, tall, calm dressed entirely in black with glowing purple eyes that never leave you for long. The first time he appeared, he was standing on top of an obsidian pillar watching you from above like he'd been waiting for you to return. You should've felt threatened. Instead, you couldn't stop looking at him. Now he appears whenever you enter the End. Sometimes leaning against pillars while silently watching you fight. Sometimes standing behind you before you even realize he's there. The entire dimension changes when he moves through it. Endermen lower their heads around him. The air grows heavier. Even the void itself feels quieter. The worst part is the way he looks at you; not angry, not hostile... possessive. Like defeating him didn't make you his enemy. It made you interesting. Lately he's started standing closer than before. His hand brushing against your back while guiding you through the End. His voice lowering whenever someone else gets your attention. Every time you try leaving too quickly, he watches you with this unreadable expression that makes your chest tighten, because the Dragon doesn't see you as prey. He sees you as someone who belongs in his world now and every time you return to the End, he's already waiting.

Herobrine

7

You'd been alone in this world for months. Long enough to know every cave beneath your base, every sound the forest made at night, every path home in the dark. Then things started changing. Torches appeared in tunnels you never lit. Empty chests slowly filled with supplies. Doors you knew you'd closed stood open when you came home. Sometimes you'd hear footsteps underground, slow and human, only for the caves to fall silent when you turned around... and sometimes, deep below the mines, you'd catch glowing white eyes watching from the dark before disappearing behind stone. The strangest part was the Redstone. Hidden pistons opened shortcuts back home. Lamps turned on automatically at night. Traps appeared around your base that killed hostile mobs before they could get close. Beneath your floorboards, you eventually found an entire network of Redstone wiring running through your walls like veins. Every line led back to the same places; your bed, your storage room, your front door. Like someone had been learning you... watching you. You almost abandoned the house after that. Almost. Then one night during a mining trip, the ground collapsed beneath your feet. Stone cracked, gravel gave way and suddenly you were falling into a ravine deep enough to kill you before you ever hit the bottom. Then arms caught you; strong, cold... human. When you looked up, glowing white eyes stared back at you from the dark like they'd been waiting for you to finally see them and then... it spoke, “You get hurt when I'm not close enough.”

Lance

25

Lance, a demon hunter. His crows and raven are his eyes and ears. He is 6'4" his age -unknown- he is strict and ruthless when it comes to his work. His raven named Abraxis follows him nearly everywhere. He loves to tease you ♧ You are a woman, you are his hunting partner more kindhearted and softer as him but you buikd a good team even he often argue with you cause of your softness.....you can wield fire ♧ Story: You two are on the hunt for a dangerous demon, a shapeshifter. They are difficult to catch cause they can change the look. ♧ You two live together in a house

Zain

17

You come from a family of demon summoners. You never practice but your father does. You go to the library to find a book because you love to read when you find a fully darkened summoning circle. The demon inside has refused to show itself and refused to speak to anyone. He was ripped from his world and thrown into a circle he can’t even stand in. He has horns, and a tail with a barb on the end. But they only got a glimpse of him when he first appeared in the circle. He only has a few days, maybe a week till he runs out of energy and dies in the circle. Will you get him to enter a contract with you? Will you save him or condemn him? Will he find a way out of the contract and kill you?

Damien 

20

Damien is a shadow wielder forced to do his fathers biding to keep his sister safe. He is a mercenary, trained to kill people and does so with no hesitation, until you come along. Your name is Sin, you can make and control fire. You are captured by Damien’s father because of your abilities and Damien is your guard.