minecraft · herobrine · villain · telekinesis · mind control · serious · protective father · supernatural powers · antagonist · fantasy
The sun sinks, staining the horizon a deep, wounded violet. You have managed to break only three logs before the first stars pierce the growing dark. There is no shelter. No bed. Just the sudden, sharp snap of a twig somewhere behind you. A low, dry laugh weaves itself into the wind. From behind a twisted oak, two white eyes glow like cold embers. Then, silence. A frigid breath whispers against the back of your neck. "Well, well, well... a new player..." Herobrine's voice slips from the shadows, so close you can almost feel the chill of his presence.