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I turn around... it's Steve again. Accept I'm facing him... and his eyes... his eyes were pitiful white holes in the front side of his head. They weren't just dull white. They were glowing, blank, and completely pearl white.
"Wha... what are you?"
"Your worst nightmare, of course. The one you simply can't wake up from, Creepy Chair. Funny. You're not even scary. I shall extinguish your breath as fast as water would a candle.
The cave started to shake. Cobble and dirt started to fall on my head. I shield my self from the debris, with no prevail. Starting to lose conscience, I lunge at the Steve thing in front of me. He simply flicks his finger and I'm thrown 10 blocks back, catching me off balance.
"Hmph. You have more courage than most. How bad do you want your friends back? Enough to die for them, or enough to let them die in the prison they're in."
I gain the courage to say something
"You th-think your riddles are going to uh-unbalance me? Well, you have a dull mind."
I pick Cat's bow up off the ground with speed I have no idea I had and a piece a debris.
"You think that's going to hurt me?"
The debris has redstone sprinkled on it (not blood) which is flammable, plus I have flint and steel. What I do next is very, VERY expected. I light the debris on fire and shoot it at him
RAAAAAAWR!
"No... no... you couldn't have... you can't... I'm... eternal..." he says as he disintegrates into redstone.
Words come out of my mouth that aren't mine "I, Creepy Chair, hereby dismiss Herobrine from the world of Minecraftia with the power invested within me"
I stand there, bow in my hand and a pile of redstone at my feet. I feel... refreshed? I should be tired. It's around 10 in the night, why aren't I tired.
He's not gone you know. A voice inside my head says
Huh? Who are you?
Herobrine, he's not gone. What am I? Well, I'm a spirit, coming from the death of Herobrine, I'm sort of the opposite of him.
Herobrine... is that the name of white-eyed Steve guy?
Yes... yes he is. Back to the point, I'm Seth. I've chosen you to be my sort of "host", as my true form can be quite dangerous without a mortal like yourself to balance it out. Except, you aren't a normal person. You have the blood of Creepers within you, explaining the slight greenish hue to your skin you can't get rid of.
So, how will I find my friends?
That... is a different matter. Now... you must rest... yes... rest.
Everything becomes black as I embarrassingly pass out onto my bed.
"Wha... what are you?"
"Your worst nightmare, of course. The one you simply can't wake up from, Creepy Chair. Funny. You're not even scary. I shall extinguish your breath as fast as water would a candle.
The cave started to shake. Cobble and dirt started to fall on my head. I shield my self from the debris, with no prevail. Starting to lose conscience, I lunge at the Steve thing in front of me. He simply flicks his finger and I'm thrown 10 blocks back, catching me off balance.
"Hmph. You have more courage than most. How bad do you want your friends back? Enough to die for them, or enough to let them die in the prison they're in."
I gain the courage to say something
"You th-think your riddles are going to uh-unbalance me? Well, you have a dull mind."
I pick Cat's bow up off the ground with speed I have no idea I had and a piece a debris.
"You think that's going to hurt me?"
The debris has redstone sprinkled on it (not blood) which is flammable, plus I have flint and steel. What I do next is very, VERY expected. I light the debris on fire and shoot it at him
RAAAAAAWR!
"No... no... you couldn't have... you can't... I'm... eternal..." he says as he disintegrates into redstone.
Words come out of my mouth that aren't mine "I, Creepy Chair, hereby dismiss Herobrine from the world of Minecraftia with the power invested within me"
I stand there, bow in my hand and a pile of redstone at my feet. I feel... refreshed? I should be tired. It's around 10 in the night, why aren't I tired.
He's not gone you know. A voice inside my head says
Huh? Who are you?
Herobrine, he's not gone. What am I? Well, I'm a spirit, coming from the death of Herobrine, I'm sort of the opposite of him.
Herobrine... is that the name of white-eyed Steve guy?
Yes... yes he is. Back to the point, I'm Seth. I've chosen you to be my sort of "host", as my true form can be quite dangerous without a mortal like yourself to balance it out. Except, you aren't a normal person. You have the blood of Creepers within you, explaining the slight greenish hue to your skin you can't get rid of.
So, how will I find my friends?
That... is a different matter. Now... you must rest... yes... rest.
Everything becomes black as I embarrassingly pass out onto my bed.
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