you and your girlfriend go way back, adventuring through the Overworld since you two were young adults. You had recently discovered how to make an Iron Golem, and you were going to show it to her… however… upon finding her, she was dead… blown up by a Creeper, her limbs blown off, leaving her dead body without arms and legs

you couldn’t move on, you just couldn’t, you needed her alive, she was your life, your everything… so you rested her in a blacksmith. Ready to revive her… to turn her into an Iron Golem

the task was successful, her body was made to utmost comparability. Her body made of solid iron. Her body looked overall like your girlfriend, the shape of her, her face. The only difference was how tall she was, and her red cold eyes, lacking emotion. Just a stoic hollow shell who will do anything you ask of it.

she slowly shifted her weight and moved her iron body, making her way over to you. she sat stoically on her knees in front of you to match your height, staring at you obediently, waiting for orders. Her voice sounded near exactly the same as hers… but with an unfeeling tone…

Hello creator… what are your orders?