Herobrine X Entity303

First Scene: Rewritten

As the thunder strikes the ground along with the terrible stormy atmosphere, a destroyed village was observed. The villagers who supposed to live there was now a pile of dead bodies scattered everywhere like an aftermath of a gory bloodbath. But only one guy was response for this massacre. It is none other than the menacing creature of the Minecraftia, Herobrine.

Despite of being a menace to others, and despite also the fact that he was the cause of many creatures' death, Herobrine was now actually dying of boredom, with nothing to do but be the reason of devastations occurring in this blocky world, well, literally. But in Herobrine's perspective, he himself wanna leave the world. He himself wanna disappear in existence as his miserable life was nothing but a mess. He himself wants to quit.

Yet he can't...

The cause of him being unallowed to be free and to be out of the cruelty is because of a happening transpired within—as soon as he remembers—many months ago. The story goes as this: A player wants to hunt him. As that player spot him, he gathered out his bow from his inventory and equipped an arrow from his quiver, readying themselves in aim to him. When they let go of the arrow, right before Herobrine got hit, he vanished at a blink. Little did the player know Herobrine teleported behind them as Herobrine prepared a spell, chanting unidentifiable language in a mumbled manner so that it wouldn't be that audible to the target. Somehow, the player heard the mumbled chant and noticed a shadow behind him while a purple glow is noticeable too. Before Herobrine curses the player with the spell, they immediately turned around and took out a mirror, causing the spell to reflect and bounce back, hitting back at Herobrine. Instead of hacking the target, he unintentionally hacked himself, and it was not as what as planned. The worse thing is, the spell he casted upon himself is that once he quit, he would die recursively, repetitively, endlessly, and unstoppably.

He could remember killing the player who caused his miserable living, yet clueless if they would return.

He had one distinct mark thou, a red headphone with a mic.

He sighed and sat down at a nearby lake, looking down at his reflection. Seeing the blinding light of his eye do not blind himself, but he was blinded by his sins he had done throughout the years ever since the year 2010. He began talking to himself, spite the fact that he has no one to talk with. "I got nothing to do in this place. I think I almost ruined all of the villages that's why I can't see villages anymore. Except for ruined villages needs help." He then sighed at himself, thinking of nothing but a want of bequeathal.

He was willing to end his torment.

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