It was dark, enigmatic and desolated.... it was nighttime, but darker than any other night. On the dry and lifeless ground, there laid a brunette boy with suspenders. He went by the name, Jesse. He woke up from a deep slumber, though he had no idea what had caused it, either if the cause was an accident or if he was knocked out or if he fell and hit his head. But in reality, he was with his pet pig, Rueben when he was trying to rescue people after he had set off the Formidi-bomb and a member of the Order of the Stone, Magnus the Rogue had died for he had given his armor to Jesse to protect him from whatever fucking explosion there was. But he has no memory of it whatsoever. He also did not wake up wearing up wearing Magnus's armor. Instead, it was in his inventory. Rueben was nowhere to be seen either. But what he could see were thousands of villagers, dead around him. Most of the people that provided the people with vital products, materials, tools and weapons and made up most of Minecraft's population were now deceased. Some withered, some were mortally wounded, others burnt alive. The remaining survivors were running around in circles, having no shitty idea where they were going. Jesse was like any normal person who had the right mind not to hurt or kill anyone, even if they did so themselves. But no. Now, he's different. He had this strange urge to kill; kill and torture innocent and/or weak people. When he woke up, his eyes were not his natural, bright green ones, but instead, they were a very poisonous dark purple with what seemed to be light magenta stripes around the iris. His temple and nose bridge had looked burnt or covered with dust but in fact, it had really become part of his skin. It also had a bit of a violet shade to it. when he got up, he saw a young woman, yelling.
"Please! Please help me! I don't know where my husband is! Help me find him!"
Not only was she screaming about her husband, bstead ofut she was alsoscreaming about the wound on her back that had punctured her spine deep. While she was screaming on the ground with pain, instead of helping her, Jesse took out his golden sword out and gave her one slash at he neck. Now what seems to have fallen on the ground was her head, looking very tormented and lifeless. He then looked at his sword the licked off the tasty blood out.
"There. To end your fucking misery..." said Jesse coldly. "You should be happy"
While he said this, he made a big sinister grin.
"Now, I shall go off and end the misery of the people in this world so the WitherStorm and can take over without any damn problem..."
Chapter 2, coming soon! That's all for now!
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WITHER JESSE
FanfictionOkay, to really understand this so called "Wither Jesse" fanfiction, you will have to play the game, Minecraft: Story Mode or simply watch gameplays on youtube by random youtubers like DanTDM or PopularMMOs. It is based on an idea where Jesse, the h...
