Rise, Angel of Death

Chapter 1

Our story begins in the cold wastelands of the End realm, many millennia ago.

A large floating island, one of many in the void, that held little to no life. Where the hostile Enderman wandered about, glowing purple eyes scanning aimlessly over the terrain. Perhaps this one held a lone end city, empty of sentient life, but full of shulkers that defend their new homes filled with old treasures. Or a small nest of what most people believe is only a myth, a rare creature known as an Elytrian.

Similar to the common Overworld avian, but far more powerful and far more deadly. While avian wings only carried them a little distance at a time through gliding, Elytrians had massive wings able to carry them for hours without tiring, flying through the void. Unlike avians, they also consumed meat and had the tools necessary to do so, sharp talons, claws and fangs.

Those were only speculations though, stories found in old stronghold libraries. No one ever traveled to the end and came back out of it alive. Either dying to the fangs of the monstrous Enderdragons or the other hostile creatures of that realm. And through the hostile nature of the End, many portals leading to it have been destroyed in an attempt at stopping whatever is on the other side to come through into the Overworld.

So in short, the End is extremely dangerous, hostile and empty of anything valuable if you don't count the treasure hidden in the end cities. That's how it has been described by the beings of old, the civilization that has built the portals in the first place. The descriptions that lead to destruction of dozens of secret portals, leaving barely any that remain hidden, their libraries emptied and their knowledge stuffed into various village libraries instead.

Oh how wrong they were.

So, let's rephrase our first statement to fit more accurately.

Our story begins in the End realm of many millenia ago, a mysterious, unknown dimension filled with new species and new plant life, never seen by the human eye.

A small, floating island marking the very heart of the dimension. Giant, obsidian pillars rising into the sky, with glowing purple crystals sat at the top of each one. In the center, a structure of bedrock, marking the location of where a portal into the Overworld should be. It has long been deactivated, cutting the End off from every other dimension. Not that they minded it much. If anything, the beings in this world were quite happy that no one came in to bother them anymore.

Resting near the bedrock portal was a large creature, it's black and purple scales shimmering in the weak light of the glowing crystals. The Enderdragon, protector of the realm, guardian of the portal. It's nest located on that very island, a single egg remaining of a cluster of many. Too many fights have greatly reduced the population of these massive beasts until only two remained. And after many years of fragile peace, one last attempt had been made by the humans to claim this realm, killing her mate and destroying several of her eggs in the process. But she had won the fight and now guarded her last egg with everything she had.

After the battle, the massive towers have been created by the other creatures of this realm, magic infused crystals placed to heal and protect their dragon guardian. A thank you for her sacrifices and her protection of the portal. A chance for her and her egg to live safely.

The center wasn't the only thing she was protecting though. Far out into the void, miles away from the small island and the dragon nest, were more floating islands. Made of the same yellow stone as the centre, but there were no obsidian towers there. Instead, large purple trees shot up into the sky, their thick branches carrying the main food source of this realm: Chorus Fruit.

Soft, pale purple grass covered the ground in large patches, even small flowers sprouting here and there. Most chorus trees have grown pale leafs as well, shimmering like little rainbows whenever they moved. Some trees were forming whole forests, other's spread out over larger plains.