She woke up. It wasn't the nether, Wasn't the end wasn't even the overworld. Whisper didn't even know what it could be. it was early in the morning, the sun was only just visible on the horizon. Whisper still looked like herself, she still had her wings and still looked like she did before she also still had her crown. I-I'm dead. She thought.
"No, You are a goddess, The goddess of death and ruler of endermen." Said a a girl that landed before her.
"Wait so lemme get this straight? I'm a goddess now." Said Whisper, confuzzled.
"Yep. and now you can watch of the BENT."
"... the Battle For The Netherite Trophy?" Whisper asked. "I've heard about it but the endermen don't like getting involved in that stuff."
"Yes, oh! Also wear this, it's the Orlov black diamond, you are a very distant relative to Anna Orlov so you wont be cursed. Anyway, Goodbye!" said the being flying towards the sun.





Prologue
Whisper now watches over the battle, and can jump in if something terrible happens. eg. someone creates something to destroy the world.