Something was wrong,

Technoblade didn’t know what was wrong, but something was, and he didn’t know how to feel about it

He could a faint force trying to pull him somewhere, specifically the forest behind his house, and so he decided to follow it

He quickly equipped full netherite armour and a netherite axe in his hand, an iron shield in his off hand

Leaving the safety of his home, he started to follow the pull he was feeling, following it into the forest

He heard the whispers in the back of his mind advising that this wasn't a good idea, that what he was doing was dangerous and could cause great harm to him— but he continued and did not stop

He continued trudging through the snowy tundra forest biome with his netherite axe in hand, before he came across a snow covered clearing, the whispers only getting louder and more persistent