Enderman girl.

You walked along the square beach, looking around to avoid creepers, until you noticed an enderman in the distance. But he looked somehow unnatural, too low, and he seemed to have... A hood?
Okay it does not matter.

You gave up and walked towards him, clutching an iron sword and shield. The creature turned around and looked at you. It looked more like an enderman girl. Her violet eyes looking into yours, her hands on her chest in fear at the sight of a weapon. Her voice was like an ordinary female voice, about seventeen years old. She muttered in fear:
Who are you?..

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