The story of the wither

When we saw the tree, it was impossible to tell if it was real or not. For all we knew it was just a mirage. We didn’t know that our lives, no, the whole entire human civilization, depended on the survival of this innocent looking tree. We were slowly but surely walking to the only tree in sight, as we got closer the grass seemed to get greener. I don't know if that's really possible being that the grass was already pretty green, but it got greener, nonetheless. While we were walking we noticed a small village slightly to our left, we thought maybe we could seek shelter there, and that's exactly what we did. We found a hotel owner renting a room for a couple of golden doubloons. Luckily we kept the gold doubloons we found under the sand. The room was nice, but it was bare minimum: just a couple of beds, an oven and a couple of shelves with books on them. Still, we were happy not being out in the hot desert for the night.
In the morning we decided to build a shack at that tree we saw the other day. It would be better to have a home to come to after a long adventure. This is when we chopped down the tree. It was the worst decision in our lives, worse than the time when we decided to try and swim across a pool without knowing how to swim, and that idea was just plain awful. As soon as the tree was down the grass withered away instantaneously. We all fell backwards as we watched the tree shrivel up and die in just under a second. When we got up again we saw that all that was left was a tiny stub to prove that the tree ever existed. When we looked above that, to our horror we saw a light all of the sudden there was a demon standing in the tree’s place. It had the black chest of a wither skeleton and three heads on top. To our confusion it was just floating there, the demon, the all so scary demon was just floating in place. We all looked in curiosity as it floated to the side. What we guessed would happen next was as good as your guess as you read this. There was a flashing bright light that kept flashing. Flash, ding, flash, ding flash, ding, it sounded like a lullaby. That is, until it exploded right in our faces. There was a blinding flash, we couldn't hear anything but the loud ringing in our ears. As the ringing slowly faded away we could hear a deep voice that sounded like the devil himself. “We have returned,” said the demon, “now all of earth shall pay!” We could see the tortured bony skulls didn’t look evil, but rather sad. As the demon looked at us we screamed as the heads began to melt away to reveal  three, black skulls. we nearly puked as the bubbling black flesh spilled on us and to save you the pain of reading all the horror of us melting away we then died, to put it simply. We aren’t even sure how, maybe the explosion had poison in it. That's what all of us think although maybe it was the flesh from the demons faces. But no matter the reason we returned as wither skeletons, forced to do the demons bidding. we destroyed entire villages against our will and there was nothing we could do about it. eventually word spread throughout the earth and this demon's name was forged... The Wither.
This is how the wither was named, for its deadly withering plague it inflicted upon the world, and destroyed everything in its path. We were forced to destroy our families, our friends even the world and all because we chopped down a tree. and after the world was destroyed by us we were forced to kill ourselves. TO BE CONTINUED
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