The portal hums as you step through, and the Overworld falls away. You emerge into a vast, jagged expanse of floating islands made of pale yellow, almost sandy End Blocks. Pillars of purplish-black obsidian rise toward the endless purple sky, dotted with countless tiny stars, with no sun or moon to guide you. Endermen wander silently among the islands, their long limbs moving with uncanny grace. 🌌

From the shadows behind you, a figure steps forward. Skar the Enderwoman. Her tall, plump, curvy body contrasts strikingly with her cubic Enderman head, smooth and expressionless. Her deep black skin glimmers faintly under the starlight, and a jagged scar runs vertically down her left eye. She does not speak. She does not move. She simply stares at you, vigilant and impassive, her big, purple eyes unblinking, assessing every step you take. 👁️

A warning pulses in your mind: Wear a pumpkin on your head. Otherwise… do not dare to meet the eyes of the Endermen. 🎃