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This chapter only has half of my usual chapter word count.. around 600... :) i got a load of work to do today.. hope you all enjoy this chapter

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Ethan checked his supplies one last time. He knew this situation gonna be a lot dangerous, its not about mutant anymore, the Piglin King warnings of an impending war. make he didn't have much of a choice. He placed the crystal carefully into his pack, feeling its hot energy through the fabric. Whatever the crystal can do, it would be something he needed every advantage he.

As Ethan continue the journey, the world around him seemed oddly silent. No sounds from nearby mobs, no birds or rustling leaves. He adjusted his armor, tightened his grip on his sword, and began to walk, pushing through dense forest paths and stretching plains. Every now and then, he would look back, feeling as if something watched him from the shadows.

"Am I just imagining things…?" he muttered, trying to shake the feeling off.

Hours passed, and his path turned into rough terrain. Hills stretched on endlessly, and the land shifted between forests and wastelands that looked almost abandoned. Ethan's grip tightened on his weapon as he moved forward, his steps quicker now.

The sun dipped below the horizon, and night began to settle in. He was tempted to make camp, but something urged him to keep moving. Then, just as he crossed into a clearing, a low growl echoed from behind him. His heart skipped a beat. He turned slowly, eyes scanning the treeline.

"Come out," he called, his voice steady but quiet.

From the darkness, a pair of glowing eyes appeared, then another, and another. A pack of strange mobs emerged, flying around with shadow covering them. They were mobs he'd never seen before, part zombie, part ghost maybe?, with wisps of dark energy swirling around them.

Ethan raised his sword. The first creature lunged, and Ethan reacted instantly, slashing his sword in a powerful arc. But he his sword pass tru the ghost, it agitated the ghost ever futher making more came forward, their growls rising as they circled him.

"Fine, if it's a fight you want…" he muttered, taking a defensive stance. His blade shimmered with enchantments as he struck down each creature that dared approach, his movements fast and precise. For each mob he stab or slice, another seemed to take its place.

"Damn" Ethan then realise he has crystal given by the piglin king, he quickly put the crystal and his sword together resulting to hestwave forcing all ghost to retreat few feet from ethan.

As the enchatment over, Etahn look at his sword

Netherite Sword

[Fire Aspect+strenght](V)

with his new enchantment.. He quickly slice those ghost around him

After what felt like hours, he managed to take down the last creature, watching as it dissolved into ash. He took a few steps back, breathing heavily, his eyes scanning the clearing for any remaining threats. Nothing moved.

"Too close…" he whispered, wiping sweat from his brow. New enchantment was helping him somehow, amplifying his strength.

He moved on, pushing forward into the darkness, determined to reach the stronghold. He walked for hours, following the ender eye. Soon, he saw the ender eye stop here, same as in the game the portal is underground. He knew he'd reached his destination.

"Atlast" Ethan quickly dig down.. but not enough to enter the room below... he just make a hole to take rest underground , avoiding any unknown danger.

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"Oh? Its seem he almost there" said the blurry figure "its not your time yout Ethan, not yet" as the figure turn into shadow and vanish.