Once there was a Ghast that admired the players that would venture into the Nether. She delighted in seeing all the different things they did, from farming to building to destroying. They wanted to be able to do those things as well! But as a small and sad Ghast, she could only wail and spit out fireballs, which was still pretty cool, don't get her wrong.
But it her life took a turn when one day, a player rescued her from her home, promising a new life for her in the Overwolrd! But when they arrived there, the player was ready to end this alliance. Godd thing they have good reflexes! A quick fireball or two, and Gracie was almost ready to experience the life of a player! A quick trip to a witch, a promise for something, and Gracie had a new body all for herself!
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