Cursed Steve

Encounter with Cursed Steve
It was just a regular evening; my friends and I were playing Minecraft on our private server. We had just started a new survival world, aiming to build an impressive base. The sun was setting, and we gathered in our makeshift wooden house, preparing for the night.
As we were crafting and chatting, one of my friends, Alex, suddenly went silent. His character had stopped moving. "Guys, are you seeing this?" he asked, his voice trembling.
We all turned to look at his screen. Standing at the edge of the forest, just barely visible in the fading light, was a figure. It looked like Steve, but something was off. Half of his body was pitch black, as if it were consumed by darkness. The other half was normal, like the default Steve skin.
Curiosity got the better of us, and we decided to approach the figure. As we got closer, it became clear that this was no ordinary skin. The dark half of the figure seemed to shift and writhe, almost like it was alive.
"Hello?" I typed in the chat. No response. Suddenly, the figure turned and faced us. His eyes glowed with an eerie, otherworldly light. His right eye, visible through the darkness, was a piercing red, contrasting sharply with the normal, blue-eyed left side.
Before we could react, he took off into the sky, flying effortlessly.
"Did you see that?" Alex shouted. We watched in disbelief as he flew above us, circling like a vulture. Then, without warning, he descended rapidly, landing on the side of a nearby cliff. He began to climb it with incredible speed, defying the game's normal mechanics.
Our shock turned to panic when he started moving towards us again. Blocks in his path shattered as if they were made of glass. It was as if he had telekinesis, breaking anything that stood in his way. We retreated into our house, blocking the entrance with every block we had.
For a moment, there was silence. We hoped he had gone away. But then, the blocks at the entrance started breaking one by one. "Run!" I screamed, and we scattered in all directions.
We didn't see him for the rest of the night, but none of us could shake the feeling of being watched. The next day, we explored the area where we first saw him. There was nothing unusual, no signs of the terrifying encounter. It was as if he had never been there.
Over the next few days, strange things started happening. We would log in to find parts of our base destroyed, blocks missing, and eerie signs placed around our camp. Messages like "I see you" and "You can't hide" were written in red, using materials we had never seen before.
One night, as we were mining deep underground, we heard the sound of footsteps echoing through the tunnels. We stopped, thinking it was one of us, but when we checked the player list, everyone was accounted for. The footsteps grew louder, and then we saw him again—Cursed Steve, standing at the end of the tunnel, his dark half pulsating with a menacing glow.
This time, he didn't wait. He started moving towards us, faster than before. Panicking, we ran through the narrow tunnels, trying to find our way back to the surface. But no matter how fast we ran, he was always just behind us, breaking blocks with his telekinetic power, the tunnel collapsing around him.
We barely made it back to the surface and logged off immediately. We decided to take a break from the server, hoping that whatever this thing was, it would go away if we