warning: the following chapter may cause eyestrain, boredness, or death. Just kidding...Maybe...
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Emma's POV
Her violet eyes widened at the sight before her. But Herobrine was just a myth... Or at least that was what Notch said... Emma curled her Enderdragon tail around her feet and folded in her wings.
"Okay, I see why you might be scared, but none of the rumors are true." Cupa said.
" O-okay...so what's the s-story behind the r-rumors, then?" Emma asked, eager to know why the tales were there in the first place.
" You want to know the whole story? Okay, then sit down, this is going to take a while," Herobrine intoned. "Okay, it all started when my brother, Notch, and I found a way to access other dimensions. I was exploring in the woods when I caught a glimpse of some glow in the forest. I immediately ran home, yelling for my brother. I told him what I had seen and we went off to find out what it was. We found it to be some kind of rip in the universe. We stepped through, and came opoun Minecraftia. We realized how dangerous the land was, so we built the respawn machine. We made each other immortal and I planned on living in the paradise we had created for the rest of my eternal life. My brother disagreed, and wanted to live in our dimension. Later that day, he left and somehow found a way to remove the portal and program it into a game, turning my new home paradise into a video game where my land was being torn up, where the players of the game mined the precious diamonds I had hidden underground and brainwashed my former pets, the cats and wolves, into their minions. I admit, I was sad to see my glorious paradise reduced to a playground for the players to grow greedy and power-hungry in. Finally, I decided to fight back. I created the zombies and skeletons, the creepers and endermen, the spiders and the cave spiders. I created new monsters for the nether and the End. But it was not enough. My brother had the power to literally program new things into the dimension. He turned my eyes white and added potions and enchantments to counter my monsters. He banished me to the Nether. Fortunately,the latter was not very effective. I started worlds where the respawn machine didn't work, called hardcore mode. I developed new powers and discovered new things. The final straw was when Notch included in an update the 'removed Herobrine' part. Afterwards, I had no choice. I had to take Minecraftia back by force. I started killing the players, angry and fed up with everything that had happened In the past few years. And that, Emma, is the true story of Herobrine."
Well, now you know the true story behind the White-Eyed One. I, personally, feel sorry for him.
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