I don't own Minecraft. Notch does, along with his partners, Mojang and affiliate companies.
Hello again. It's me, Hunter, here with another story. This time, someone fights for that which they believe in. Much better than it sounds, because I am not too good with summaries.
"And stay out!" The priest yelled at Steve. He flinched as people threw stones as the doors closed with a final slam.
Steve got up and dusted himself off. A few bruises were a small price to pay to not have to betray his faith. Notch is the only true god. Those blasphemous pricks in there believe, praise, and even pray to Herobrine, Lord of the Nether.
He humphed, and walked on the trail towards the nearest town.
Steve finally made it to Ruby Village, which was actually a large town. He stormed into a tavern and took up a chair next to the bartender.
"What's got you so hot under the collar, stranger?" The bartender asked.
"Just got kicked out of town by some Herobrine worshippers."
"Ah, those guys. We ran them out of here, I guess they went to the next town over. Sorry about that. Still, so everyone else there converted to the Cult of the Nether?"
"Yeah. Wait, how do you know the cult's name?"
"Kid, we ran them out of town for a reason. They went around trying to convert everyone. Succeeded with only a few, but we ran them out. Notch looks down on them, I know it. How dare they worship someone else...?"
"I know Notch is the only one worth worshipping. Why would they worship another god?"
"Well, it's said that the most devout of the Herobrine worshippers are rewarded power beyond belief, no pun intended. Who knows if it's true, but that might be a big reason."
"I see. Well, I can't let this stand. If they keep worshipping Herobrine, all their souls are condemned. I have to try to break my town free from these zealots' influence."
"All I can say is that I wish you luck."
"Thanks." Steve stood. They shook hands and Steve walked out the door, completely ready to grab supplies and retake his town on his own.
Hope you enjoyed it.