RUN

Ethan held the black crystal in his hand, its dark glow pulsing with an eerie light. His heart raced as he stared at it, feeling a chill run down his spine. Whoever controlled the mutant mobs had sent the vampire to kill him, and now Ethan knew he was being hunted. A dangerous, unknown master was out there, manipulating creatures far beyond the normal threats of the world. He couldn't stay where he was, not now. Not when every moment could be his last.

Quickly, he finished packing his things. Every second wasted felt like another second closer to his death. He threw the last of his supplies into his pack, securing his armor and weapons. With one last glance at the remnants of his base, Ethan sprinted out into the plains, moving swiftly and cautiously. He kept to the open areas, avoiding any blind spots where mobs could hide and ambush him. His instincts were sharper now; survival was the only thing on his mind.

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Meanwhile, far away in the mountain range, the man in the black cloth sat in his shadowy lair. His face was obscured, but the flicker of anger was clear in his voice.

"Damn Uyou… he failed me," the man muttered, his eyes narrowing as he sensed the loss of his vampire creation. "That human is stronger than he seems."

For a moment, he sat in thought, contemplating his next move. He couldn't underestimate Ethan any longer. This wasn't just some ordinary mortal kill his failed creation anymore, Ethan already kill one of his best creation, and it was starting to irritate him.

"Enough games," the man growled. He raised his hand, calling the other two creatures he had created which is Explosive Skeleton and Fiery Phantom. 

"You two... regroup," he commanded. His voice was cold, void of emotion. "Find him, and kill him together."

The creatures nodded silently, moving faster to carry out their master orders.

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Ethan was already far from his last base, pushing himself to move faster. He couldn't afford to stop, not even for a moment. With every step, the realization set in deeper, he was being hunted by something far worse than he'd ever faced in the game. The world felt darker now, more dangerous.

Ethan than build Nether portal, knowing it was his best shot at putting some serious distance between him and whatever was chasing him. The Nether was risky, but the shortcut would save him days of travel. He stepped through, feeling the familiar rush of heat and the oppressive atmosphere of the Nether surrounding him. His heart pounded as he navigated through the twisted landscape, avoiding any piglin he saw and keeping his eyes sharp for any sign of danger. 

After what felt like hours of tense, careful movement, Ethan stepped back into the Overworld, emerging in a new biome. Snow crunched beneath his feet as he looked around, the cold air stinging his skin. He had made it to the snowy plains, far from his old base. The area was quiet, peaceful even. He took a deep breath, allowing himself a moment of relief. 

But he knew better than to let his guard down. He needed a new base, something hidden and far from the reach of those hunting him. He climbed to the top of a nearby mountain, the wind howling around him as he ascended. Once he reached the peak, he began digging into the side of the mountain, carving out a small shelter.

It wasn't much, just a simple space in the stone. But it had everything he needed to survive. His supplies were limited, but he could make it work. The most important thing now was staying hidden. Ethan set down his pack, surveying his new, humble base.

As he sat down to catch his breath, the black crystal still clutched in his hand, combine with previous green crystal, he already have 2 crystal, he couldn't shake the feeling that things were only going to get worse. He stared out over the snowy landscape, knowing that somewhere out there, something was hunting him.

For now, he was safe. But he knew it was only a matter of time before they found him again.