*The day earlier*
The white-eyed man was standing tall, yet he was confused, anger rose. Suddenly he spoke in his demon alike voice; " You did what?" He shouted at his opponent wich had a mocking smirk plastered across his white skull that hid under the purple cape. " What a foolishness, from the creators." He laughed mockingly pressing an anger spot of the powerful god who stood just a few feets away from him. - " She was so easy to break. So easy." Dreadlord said narrowing his eyes at the other's whose eyes glowed even brighter. " Katy! Was that her name-" He was cut down. " You don't have the permission to speak of her in my presence." The other just laughed and was met by the fist, sending him flying across the battlefield and hitting the nearest stone brick wall. The caped man rose shakily to his feet before releasing blast like skulls at his opponent. The white-eyed man dodged them skillfully before he blocked a sword attack. Herobrine jumped back, still parrying the attack. They started very fast spar. It was violent and unpredictable.

" You gave your own sister to the enemy." Dreadlord mocked him, believing it will weaken him, but it made him angrier, then sad. Herobrine let a lighting bolt at Dreadlord, who quickly dodged with a laugh.
" Don't you know how betrayed she was?" He still kept on rubbing the past events on his nose. Indeed he didn't want to hear them because he missed her. He growled; " I told you, you don't have the permission to talk about her!" Dreadlord titled his head aside " A permissions, I don't need those." Herobrine let a maniacal laughter as his eyes went red. " Well, look who is mad." The skilled man said. " I'm not mad at her, I'm mad at you." Now it was Herobrine's turn at mockery.

He punched Dreadlord's face, making his bones crack under his knuckle. The skilled man stopped himself midair and stood on his feet, while, while rubbing his throbbing jaw. Finally, he felt fear as his previously used potions started to wear off. Soon he saw a diamond blade coming to his direction, he blocked it quickly with his own. In the process, his own sword broke and quickly was replaced by a diamond pickaxe. Herobrine's sword enchantment is wearing off as well, but he's going to manage and finish his battle. He made his attacks more intense and undeniable, as he felt Dreadlord becoming weak. The skulled man barely held any control over Herobrine. How could he be so strong, even without potions? The caped man made a mistake and unfortunately saw it. He felt pain on his chest and face, he realized that he was cut by Herobrine. " For so long you have ignored her." Now he had only chance at killing the second creator. He fell to his knees waiting for the white-eyed man to get near and when he did he released his wither skulls. " I'm going to kill you for hurting her!" Luckily Herobrine dodged them and let down a lightning bolt, killing his opponent as he screamed in pain. As the dust cleared, there was nobody, nothing. He picked the stuff Dreadlord had...

Guilt have fallen on top of Herobrine's heart. He swore he will set her free from the curse and from eternal punishment, but he needs to find an amulet.

...

Herobrine sat arms- crossed on the couch in one of the village cabins where Steve lived with his villager friend. He still saw then as weaklings, but he needs them, he needs them for her. Steve was afraid of Herobrine and he knew it. If she was corrupted like she was in the past, he won't be able to win against her, nor even land a hand on her.
Steve came in the room with few mundane potions, wich he poured in small glasses. Those potions were used like a strong kind of alcohol. Herobrine loved the taste of them. The miner passed him a glass, wich was half full. He accepted gratefully and thanked the miner for his kindness, wich was foreign to him.

" Where is the book?" The white- eyed man looked demanding at Steve.
After a long silence, Steve finally brought the book and placed it in front of Herobrine.
He touched the black leather cover with the blue ribbon, as he untied it. He folded his fingers at edges and started reading the first page, that Steve didn't even look at.
" It's old traditional Aetherian dialect if you're curious," Herobrine said to Steve.
"Well, I would like to know what it says." Steve smiled softly, but his words were seriously spoken.
" You sure?" Herobrine looked at him.

"Well, I want to know who "she" is." Steve looked at the demon sitting on his couch. " She is someone dear to us." The white- eyed man said wich brought a new curiosity of the brave miner; "Us?".
He questioned him. " To Brother and me." He was quick to reply.
Steve hummed lightly, before striking new questions to the feared king. The white-eyed man just rolled his eyes, confusing Steve more.
" Well mortal, you wanted to know who she is. Now you have an opportunity like no other." Herobrine said looking at him and continuing his speech; " In the beginning, there was three of us, Notch, me and Katy." Steve sat down while listening.
" At first we grew tired of the darkness and decided we should create someone like us. So we decided to create Minecraft."He stopped for a while looking at the miner who looked back at him. " When we created the world, we swore to be equal in everything. Even if Notch was oldest, we almost had the same privileges like him, but we were limited unlike him. Soon, we agreed that three of us should have a proper duty, so he choose for us. He has chosen that he would create, for me that I should destroy and for her that she should protect what we made. For years it went like that, we created order and peace. Creations perished us, built temples in our names and named us their gods, more likely their creators. We loved and cared each another, but one fateful night, as we sat at the dinner table, some of us had to break, and it was her. She didn't come that night, nor the next day at breakfasts. When Notch made to her room, he saw her sad.

*flashback*

" Dear sister, why are you sitting here?" The bearded man said closing up and sitting by her, slowly hugging her, worriedly. " It's nothing." She could not lie, for Notch will find out about a lie. " Tell me. She looked at him, on brink of crying. " Have you not seen what our precious did to you and brother, but not to me?" Notch looked at her. " And what is that?" He asked quietly and calming. " Why don't they respect me?" She asked, almost like she whimpered. " Don't be so down, We'll make something out." He said putting her in his lap as she cried on his shoulder.
" Please sister, don't cry." He requested of her while caressing her pale face.

*end*

" Days have passed, since then and everything was fine, until one MAN-" Herobrine almost screamed- " destroyed all we made.

*flashback*
" N-no, please. They won't abandon me, please no." 303 laughed " Why dear when it's true, you know they have abandoned you so long ago." He looked up curiously at her- " Join me and you'll have everything they have." She looked at him angrily " No, I will never." He just laughed as she was already broken and easy to corrupt. He formed black shadowy tendrils that coiled themselves around her body, entering her mouth and going straight to her core. Wrapping it in blackness. What her siblings could hear was a painful scream. When they arrived, everything was lost and they were late to save her.

*end*

Herobrine looked at Steve whose eyes were narrow. " What happened next?" Steve asked curiously. " She's locked somewhere by Notch. He hid every sign of her existence, hid her history, destroyed the books she was mentioned, erased her from history. No one remembers her anymore." He gripped his knees tightly- " But she is alive and I hope well."
" Can you ask your brother to free her?" Steve titled his head, suddenly wanting the justice for her.
" I wish it could be that easy." The white-eyed man said.