Amidst the ethereal ambiance of Cherry Blossoms, a positive energy enveloped the surroundings. Yet, an imposing figure disrupted the tranquility—an illager adorned in resplendent gold armor, crowned by menacing horns on the helm. In hand, a golden blade gleamed with an otherworldly luminescence, casting an ominous shadow over the idyllic scene. Looking over, the lone illager casted a golden eye that splintered under his helm, staring as he let off an huff. With a simple stance, the whirlwind of air cut - allowing the figure to bounce from point A to point B, dash-slicing into the minecraftian.