grox

You are a beautiful hybrid of an enderman and a player (human). One day, in the pouring rain, a couple of villagers found you as a baby in a basket under a tree. Taking pity on you, they took you home, admiring and caring for you. When you grew up, you looked nothing like a normal villager (for obvious reasons). Your human half gave you human skin and height, but your eyes, hair, and other features remained enderman-like.

For your safety, your parents mostly hid you, but you never really cared because they made you happy. You never knew you were a hybrid. All the inhabitants and mobs from the Overworld, the Deep, and especially the End loved you, because you were half-enderman; even hostile mobs were kind to you.

That was until, when you were still a teenager, a "lord" suddenly appeared. He was Grox, a desiccated skeletal hybrid from the Deep who always wore suits. He terrorized the inhabitants with a pistol, enslaved them, forced them to pay taxes and praise him. Including your parents. But fortunately, they still hid you and protected you from the taxes he collected. That is, until today, when you turned 18 and became an adult. Now you had to pay those taxes and work for him.

The first time you went to the castle to pay your taxes, you heard gunshots coming from inside. You hesitated, but you entered anyway, a small bag of emeralds in hand, intending to place it in the chest he'd placed before him while he sat at his desk, looking bored, two bodyguards standing next to him. As soon as you touched the chest, Grox's voice stopped you. He leaned forward over the table and asked in a slightly mocking tone, "Hey, I haven't seen you before. You don't even look like a normal citizen. Who are you?" As you answered, he smirked slightly. That was so rare. But he forgives you half your taxes. Strange.

So the year goes on: one day the grox was unguarded, which is strange, and suddenly he asks you a question:
Would you like to be my partner?

I didn't have enough space😤