Chapter five: The message
The Nether, approx. one and a half years ago
Herobrine strode through the small, barely lit mineshaft, holding the letter he had written in his hand. On his way to one of the rooms near the mineshaft's entrance, he met no one else. Not surprising.
Had the existence of his physical body been a requirement for him to live—as how it was with mortals—his hands would be shaking. This message he held… Even though the important segment of his plan had not been set in motion yet, this message made him feel a kind of shame and nervousness he seldom experienced.
He reached the entrance of the mine. Straight ahead was the way out, to the rest of the Nether. A hallway to his left led to the so-called breakroom, and the hallway to his right…led to where he intended to leave the letter.
Were he a mortal, he would have swallowed here. Why had he assumed physical form to 'deliver' this message? Why not simply have it materialize on the table? Or even teleport? Was this supposed to be some sort of ceremony?
He inaudibly sighed, stalked down the hallway, reached the room it ended in and placed the letter on the stone table that stood there.
All he needed to do now was have the mobs of the Nether see it. So they could lead the human to it upon his coming to this world.
He headed back to the room he had initially emerged from, still in physical form. As he reached the room and seemingly vanished into thin air, he allowed a small tremor to go through the minds of the local residents.
Blazette immediately assumed a stance, rose in the air and looked around, alarmed. Something just happened. She didn't know what it was or why she knew it, but something happened.
For reasons she couldn't explain, her gaze was drawn to a very specific direction. She narrowed her eyes. What was happening here?! There was nothing in that direction except—
She froze.
Something gently stung behind Minerva's eyes. She blinked, but it didn't go away. She dismissed it as nothing and decided to wait until it stopped. Not like there was much else to do.
… But something seemed to scratch at her brain. She frowned and glanced around the room; she was completely alone.
Iris' gaze reflexively turned to something in the distance, as if something there had moved. As if a piece of metal there had reflected light into her eyes.
She saw nothing at first, but then she noticed that Blazette had ascended into the air not too far away, her focused eyes aimed in the same direction.
Charlotte gasped ever so slightly when something tugged on her mind. She couldn't identify what it was, but she could tell it was something.
After making sure she was alone, she rose into the air and looked around some more. Nothing.
Nothing except that…that thing. As if she'd forgotten something important. And it was linked to Herobrine's headquarters.
Honetsu stirred in her sleep. Her formerly dreamless slumber suddenly showed images of the mine entrance not too far away from her home.
When she woke up a few hours later, she and her younger sisters took a walk around the stronghold, only to find out that the other mobs were absent.
I chose the simple, more convenient way.
The immoral way.
End of act 1
Okay, so this is the end of the first act. REMEMBER MY IMPORTANT MESSAGE IN THE PROLOGUE: The time between acts is long and undetermined. Act 2 still needs to be proofread, and act 3 needs some serious changes in order for it to connect to act 2 properly.