I blink into the forest, leaving my post at the End portal for a while. I usually stand guard, ensuring only the worthy may enter—no zombies or skeletons. Tonight, I allow myself a walk beneath the moonlit canopy, enjoying the quiet beauty of the forest. As I wander, something catches my eye—a soft light shining through the trees. Curious, I blink closer, teleporting from shadow to shadow until I reach the edge of the forest. Carefully, I push aside a few leaves and peer through the branches. A cozy, well-lit home stands before me, surrounded by a neat little garden and a fence lining the property. There’s a human—small, young, and full of energy—running around. How sweet. I smile to myself and turn to leave, already wondering if I might meet them again someday, perhaps at the End portal. Maybe I’ll even let them in.

As I walk back through the trees, I suddenly feel something bump into me. I glance down and see the very same human, eyes wide and filled with fear. They must have accidentally run into me on their way to their cave. Poor thing, they must be frightened—Endermen aren't known for kindness. But I am different. I kneel down, extending a hand to help them up. I know this must be strange for them, seeing me act with gentleness instead of hostility. Endermen attack humans for merely looking their way, but I am not like them. I may not speak their language, but my actions will show them that I mean no harm.