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There once was a plane made of matter. Tall figures that called themselves 'matter golems' ruled the land. they lived together in harmony but one day a mysterious cloud of crystals shrouded the land. A group of these people had gone out to look for the cause. they scavenged every plane in existence but no clue was to be found. No clue, until the next update.
The matter golems set up camps but the people of the land, testificates, had taken it. It kept happening until the matter golems decided to spread a curse among the people. That curse has caused the testificates to become hideous creatures without brains.
As the golems set off to the end, they noticed another portal. The portal to the withered dimension! It was the place that they had been waiting for! as they journeyed on into the depths of the icy ocean, they found a creature. It was about 10 feet tall with three heads. It was the wither. They were curious as to why their dimension was being clouded up, so they asked the wither about it.
'Haha, foolish mortals! I knew you would find me. Your species have been draining matter from our realm, so you will get what you deserve. as you can see, this plan as made by me and my minions.'
'But why? Why banish us for the way we live? Why kill millions just so you and your 12 greedy slaves can survive in this frostbitten wasteland?
But as soon as they blinked, he had vanished. It was no use here, so they went back to their plane. As soon as they got in there, they realized that it was too late. The last of the matter golems were suffering in a cold, barren wasteland just like Antarctica and the withered dimension. They couldn't go to the scorching nether, the testificates were invading the overworld, the end was much too dangerous and the withered dimension would get destroyed by the wither.
'So this is how I die...'