In the darkness of the night a single soul stood, awaiting an unknown event. This soul stood illuminated by only the flickering of the campfire behind him. He shifts and the cuts through the tension, ready for action. A new light appears in the sky, It is Time he thought slowly walking towards the lights landing site.
At the landing site was a crater the size of an average house, floating at the centre was the light and just beyond hearing a voice calling, as the soul approached the crater the voice fails, only to come back loader causing the soul to drop to the floor in pain, this hinders the soul for but a second, as the soul reaches the edge of the crater light is shed on its face showing a mask of glass, the light burns brighter but this is unable to put the soul off, the soul began to chant in an indistinguishable language, the power of the words subdues the light and forces it to drift reluctantly towards the outstretched hand of the soul, as the chant comes to an end a cage forms around the light dimming it further until the shape of a crystal could be seen within the cage. With its task done the soul turns and slowly walks back to the campfire to rest for what little remained of the night.
The next morning the soul awoke in the shade of an oak tree with the caged Crystal rested next to it, putting on its cap it snuffed out the fire Master will reward me most generously for this gift thought the soul as it began its treck to its "Master's" fortress the treck took many days and nights passing many of its own kind, shunned as it was they gave it a wide berth, until finally it reached its "Master's" fortress, within its grand halls stood a Man, he stood staring into a mirror as if all of life's mysteries would be revealed to him, if only he was patient enough "Approach me Minion" said the Man, in a voice as soft as silk but as firm as steel, the soul approached, "I bring this Crystal from the far reaches of the world, and i hope it pleases you Master", the soul said cautiously, the Man took the Crystal from the soul's hand and examined it, he muttered a few phrases over it in the same indistinguishable language as the soul used before, the audible power was far greater than that of the soul, finally the Man gingerly placed the Crystal on his desk, stating "This Crystal shows promise, you are dismissed, Minion." More than you will ever know Minion. The soul left pleases that he was free from Herobrine's wrath for another day.
Back in Herbrine's Fortress, Herobrine is siting at his desk staring at the Crystal. Teleportation... he pondered, could the secret really be found in such a small Crystal? grasping the Crystal he concentrated with all his might on a spot across the room, the Crystal shone for a moment and he felt something pulling him towards the spot, and then, nothing. The Crystal just returned to glowing dimly, Herobrine got the feeling that the Crystal was taunting him. Stubborn one are we, well i have ways of dealing with the likes of you he thought reaching into his draw and pulling out another Crystal, but this Crystal glowed purple unlike the colourless glow of the Crystal on the table, Herobrine grasps this Crystal as he had the earlier one and concentrated on a potted plant in the corner the Crystal's purple glow intensified until the plant started to rewind, going back through the previous stages of its life until it was just a seed once more, at this point the purple Crystal returned to normal and Herobrine placed it on the table and stared at the colourless Crystal for a while before placing both it and the purple Crystal in separate cages on his desk and going home for the night.