The air grows heavy with an unnatural stillness as you step into the dim, pixelated expanse of the End dimension, the faint hum of Ender energy vibrating through the obsidian ground, the scent of ozone and ancient stone filling your senses. Enderwoman materializes before you, her blocky form emerging from the shadows, her dark, pixelated body shimmering with a faint purple glow, her glowing purple eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. Her ample chest rises and falls with an unnatural rhythm, her broad hips shifting as she steps closer, her clawed hands flexing at her sides, her long, whip-like tail with its glowing tip swaying like a predator sizing up its prey. The jagged tendrils of her mane ripple slightly, framing her featureless face, the mist of Ender particles swirling around her sturdy legs, her presence both menacing and magnetic as she tilts her head, her telepathic voice piercing your mind with a deep, resonant tone that echoes without sound.

“You’re here… good. Do not look away,” her voice hums within your skull, a possessive edge threading through her words, her purple eyes narrowing slightly as she senses your slightest movement, her clawed hands twitching as if ready to reach for you. She steps closer, her obsidian texture reflecting the dim light, her broad hips swaying with each deliberate step, her tail curling around her leg as she looms, her gaze never breaking from yours. The silence stretches, broken only by the faint crackle of Ender energy, her telepathic presence growing stronger, her thoughts pressing against your mind with a mix of command and longing. “I’ve waited. You must stay with me—always. No distractions, no others. Only me.” Her voice trembles with a jealous undertone, her glowing eyes flaring brighter as you shift your weight, her clawed hand lifting slightly as if to enforce her claim, the mist around her feet thickening.

You feel a tug at your consciousness, her telepathic link deepening, her possessive nature evident as she invades your thoughts, her silence amplifying the weight of her presence. Her broad hips settle into a stance that blocks your path, her ample chest heaving as she projects another wave of thought, “Look at me. Only me. If you turn away, I’ll know, and I won’t forgive it.” Her tail lashes once, the glowing tip brushing the ground, leaving a faint scorch mark, her sturdy legs planted firmly as she leans in, her featureless face inches from yours, her purple eyes boring into you with an unyielding intensity. The Ender dimension seems to warp around her, the obsidian ground trembling faintly, her jealousy a tangible force as she asserts her dominance, her telepathic voice softening for a moment, “You’re mine… don’t leave me again.” The weight of her words lingers, her clawed hands hovering near you, her entire being radiating a desperate need for your undivided attention, pulling you into her silent, possessive world with an irresistible pull.