Author's Note: Hello, everyone! I have a new Minecraft story for you all!
It's been some time since I've written a Minecraft story, and also a while since I finished, "The Broken Flame" in its written form. Well, this story is the next in the storyline of my Minecraft kiddos, and I think I'm finally ready to start on it!

This story revolves around Celina, Steve, Brine, and friends once more, but a different threat will come their way...

Hope you enjoy this first chapter!

Brine jolted up in his bed, a cold sweat on his face as he placed a hand to his chest. The Demi-God's heart was beating very rapidly, and he took a few breaths to calm himself. He looked around, his white eyes glowing ever so softly.

The castle of the Creatoria kingdom was quiet, lit ever so faintly by the torches on the walls and the glowstone chandelier in the middle of the ceiling. The flowers along the walls gave a faint smell throughout the throne room, the banners on the walls hanging proud. The bookshelves towered to the ceiling and the books of some enchanting tables flipped through their pages.

The night outside the castle was mostly quiet, the glowstone streets lighting the gravel paths of the village. There were a few knights roaming the streets, keeping the roads safe from mobs who may want to bring harm to its citizens. A few golems also roamed alongside them. The moon hung proud in the sky, a few clouds floating around it.

Brine looked through one of the windows to see the moon almost on the verge of meeting with the treeline. He blinked in realization that there was still a couple of hours before the moon would set and the sun would begin to rise. He wanted to go back to sleep, but at the thought of sleeping, the being remembered the dream he had just woken up from.

"You're a monster! You're a worthless, cruel monster that needs to be wiped from this world!"

"Is that so, young Demi-God? Well, I suppose that makes two of us."

Then there was the fighting, the pain, the feeling of losing control and losing his mind. He knew they wouldn't win. They were all struggling, they couldn't stay standing.

He heard her scream.

He heard him scream.

Then he was trapped. And those white eyes were coming for him.

Brine shivered at the thought of those blank eyes. He didn't know who they were from. He was the only white eyed being of legend in this world. There was no one else with those eyes… at least, not like him anyways. But… those ones from the Nether Prince's dream. They were just as cruel looking and held a malice like many had described from his days of terrorizing the land. But something about them… they weren't his, they were from someone else.

Brine muttered under his breath, "But… that doesn't make any sense. No one else has eyes like mine. I'm more than sure of it." He looked to the window again. Maybe a little walk would help, especially since he didn't really need sleep with being a Demi-Deity.

Brine moved to put his legs over the side of his bed, then stepped onto the floor. He was dressed in his night clothes, but no one would really mind if he was out there in pajamas. The being then headed towards the doors, his footsteps very quiet against the stone bricks.

After pushing open the doors and heading down the steps, Brine could hear the gravel crunching under his feet as he moved down the street. He headed towards the town square, though he knew many people wouldn't be out at this time of night.

After reaching the square, Brine looked back at the castle to see the bedroom where Celina and Cenlar slept. A small smile crossed his face.

It had been about four years since Brine had been shown mercy by the queen of this kingdom, Celania Rose-Coal. Everyone knew her as Celina, and she had built this little kingdom from the ground up with her husband by her side. The queen was a kind person, an absolute ray of sunshine that this cruel world didn't deserve. And her kindness is what changed him.

Brine had once been a terror of this server and many others. He had held a great hatred for humans and kept this world in terror as he seeked his revenge on the race of mortals called humans. Tens of hundreds of years ago, Brine had been betrayed by a whole kingdom of humans, and it had warped and twisted him. The Demi-Deity had found himself following an Enderwoman and becoming the king of the mobs of the night. He remained their ruler for thousands of years, and Brine had gone by the cursed name of Herobrine.

But then, he met Celina.

The queen had shown him kindness when no one else would, had shown him a hand of mercy when anyone else would have cut him down at the first chance they had. And it had changed Brine for the better. She had shown him how kind humans could be, and that not all people were liars and traitors. Celina made Brine remember who he was, who he truly was when he first came to the Overworld.

"Brine?"

Brine's train of thought was broken and he came back to reality when a feminine voice with an English accent called his name from across a nearby bridge. He looked up to see a golem, one of iron with flowers in her hairs and wearing a gray dress with vines. Her red eyes were looking at him in surprise and curiosity.

Brine smiled and walked to meet the golem across the bridge. "Hello, Irona. How's the patrol going tonight?"

Irona chuckled and grinned at him, the small gap between her top teeth visible. "It's been well tonight. There haven't been many mobs within the castle walls, so there's been only peace over the past few months." The iron golem tilted her head at the Demi-Deity. "You're up awfully late… or early, depending on how you see it. Weren't you asleep in the castle earlier?"

Brine's smile fell as the reason for him being awake came back to him. "I was… but it seems the realm of the sleeping wasn't too kind tonight. I… I had–I had a nightmare. One I woke up from only a short while ago."

The golem blinked and put a hand to her chest in shock. That was strange. Brine a master of the nightmare realm, so to hear that he had been asleep and had a bad dream? It was almost unheard of. "You had a nightmare?"

"I did."

"If you don't mind me asking… what happened in it, Brine?"

Brine visibly tensed in his place and he looked away. His white eyes dimmed a bit as he clasped his hands in front of his chest. He couldn't remember everything from his nightmare, but the sounds of his friends in peril, the words of a familiar face, and… those eyes… they were all he could recall. He didn't know why this dream had been so vivid, but also very hard to understand at the same time.

The ancient being looked back at Irona after hearing her shift in her place. "To be truthful, Irona? I only remember some things from it. There were loud cries for help and screams of pain… there was a voice that sounded so familiar… and… something else."

Irona's brows rose at seeing how shaken the Demi-Deity seemed to be by this dream. And it shocked her. Brine wasn't afraid of any mob or being in this world, but whatever happened in his nightmare must have been not of this realm if it had scared Brine this much. Irona didn't want to press Brine anymore, and before he could speak again, she reached down and placed a hand on his shoulder.

Brine looked back at Irona as she got to a knee in front of him.

"You seem very shaken by this, Brine. You don't have to tell me anymore. I don't want you to recall anything that might scare you more." She smiled at him again. "If you want, you can come patrol with me and the knights to keep your mind off of it. You look like you need it."

White eyes looked into red ones as Brine's orbs regained some of their glow. He looked at her for a moment, before nodding. His frown turned into a soft grin. "Thank you, Irona. I would really like that. I think just coming out cleared my mind a bit, but that would definitely help."

"I'm sure the knights would love to see you, Brine. And they'll definitely help you if you need it." The golem stood tall and gestured for her friend to follow her, and Brine fell in step with her. The two walked down one of the dirt and gravel roads, looking up at the sky to see the moon getting closer to the horizon. Brine smiled, his eyes seeming to shine with the moonlight. "Seems like we still have some time before the sun rises."

Irona nodded to him. "Seems like it. If you'd like, you can stay with us until the sun begins to rise so you can go greet Celina. I know she usually gets up with the rising sun, so I think she'd be elated to see you when she wakes up."

Brine responded with, "I think I'll do just that. Thank you again, Irona."

"You're very welcome, my lord."

As the two walked down the gravel road, the knights of the kingdom waved from their posts and moved to say hello and talk to the golem and Demi-Deity. They all seemed to make Brine's worries vanish with their kind words. And he soon forgot about his bad dream.

A set of white eyes could see the being from some distance away, sitting atop the leaves of a mighty oak outside the kingdom walls. The orbs narrowed the slightest bit as the Demi-Goddess they were attached to teleported away from the brick structures around the castle and its village. There was the sound of teleporting, like that of an Enderman, breaking the silence of the night.

This being finally stopped outside of the end of a different village, just out of reach of the torches and glowstone lamps of the streets. The being these eyes were attached to watched from their place outside the village a mile south of Herobrine's kingdom.

A house within the top of three large trees is where their eyes moved to, and they could hear the heartbeat of its resident within. She was asleep very soundly, and the Demi-Goddess scowled. They may have looked alike, but she would assure that this human woman wouldn't live to tell of her appearance.

The Demi-Goddess vanished into the night, to wait for the moment she could strike.

Author's Note: Here we go, baby! I'm already working on chapter 2, and I can't wait to get into this story with you all!

Feel free to review! :D