In the world of Minecraft, where legends are told,
There’s a tale of Null, mysterious and bold.
A mob that never truly existed, just a trick,
Creating illusions, making villagers sick.
But the villagers grew tired of Null’s deceit, They banished him, his illusions, they would defeat. Null wandered alone, lost in his plight, Until Hero Brian cast a spell, shining bright.
Null’s illusions faded, magic undone, He was left alone, nowhere to run. But then the Blood Warden appeared, full of might, Taking revenge, causing a fright.
With a hardcore world, the player met his end, But revenge was on his mind, he couldn’t pretend. The Blood Warden wreaked havoc, causing fear, No one could stop him, that much was clear.
The Blood Golem vanished, a mystery unsolved, In the world of Minecraft, where stories evolved. So remember this tale, of Null and the Warden, In the world of Minecraft, where legends are hardened.
