Many years ago, before time existed, there was the creator, Notch. He envisioned a world in his mind. A world so full of beauty that it seemed no evil could penetrate it. He decided to create that world and call it Minecraftia. Although the world was beautiful, Notch knew it lacked one thing. Inhabitants. He created pigs, sheep, cows, chickens, and many other peaceful creatures. But he still thought that it lacked one thing. People. His world lacked those who could tend to the wonders of his world. So he created them. Men and women alike and all was peaceful. One thousand years passed. The amount of people in Minecraftia had grown by a large amount. Villages, towns, and cities were erected. Notch saw all that he had made. Yet he still thought it lacked one thing. A leader. One who would be able to hear Notch say what needed to be done. Notch decided that this man needed a name for he was different from Minecraftians. He decided that he would be named Herobrine. For five hundred years, Herobrine lived among the Minecraftians. Going where Notch instructed, doing what Notch instructed, and making the lives of those that surrounded him better. When the people heard Notch through Herobrine, they built statues and other honorable structures in his honor. Notch saw this and was glad that the people showed affection to him. He decided his world was complete. One bright morning as Notch was watching over Herobrine, there was a great sound like thunder. The earth shook with a force never felt before. Everything withered away and the sky grew dark. Notch knew that an evil that could match his strength was at his door. It was seeping into the world, destroying it. Herobrine awoke to the screams of Minecraftians. He ran outside to see something that would strike terror into all that lived in the land of Minecraftia. In the midst of the darkness was a great tempest. Everyone was running for their lives. Herobrine led several groups of people to a nearby cave and sealed them in. He knew something terrible was about to happen. He ran back to the village to rescue any survivors and gather some supplies, but he was too late. The storm had begun. Large fiery balls soared out of the sky and struck the ground with great force. Herobrine decided to investigate one of the large holes made by the fireballs only to find creatures never before seen in the land of Minecraftia. He saw those that had the same features as him, but their flesh was a sickly green color. Skeletons came out of the large holes shooting the villagers that were trapped in the village. All seemed lost. Then with a light brighter than day, Notch came soaring into battle. He had taken an earthly form and was defending the villagers with great power. Notch told Herobrine to go to the cave and protect those that were hiding there. As he ran, one of the fireballs crashed into the cave. Herobrine was devastated. He had failed to protect those he swore to protect. He ran forward, expecting to see monsters coming from the ground but something much different came out. A creature with three heads shot out of the hole killing the surviving villagers. Herobrine came at the beast with a hatred like no other's and severed the creature's limbs. The creature roared with a sound that shook the ground around Herobrine. Herobrine picked up a nearby bow from a fallen skeleton and shot the center head. The creature fell with great impact. But in his last moments, one of the beast's heads summoned a skull and shot it towards Herobrine. Unfortunately, Herobrine was too slow and the skull struck him with great force. Notch saw this and ran to his side and with a godly force, he struck down the beast. The war was over. The monsters that survived ran off into the trees near the village and were not seen again. It was over. Notch's beautiful world was dead. He ran to Herobrine's side and knelt down next to him. He knew Herobrine was dying. He could not bring himself to speak so he silently sat there and watched Herobrine go. From then on, Herobrine was remembered throughout the land as a great and heroic sacrifice for Minecraftia. After the death of Herobrine, Notch buried him in a temple far away and disappeared. The land began to heal. Notch knew that the evil would return so he created Steve. He did not want to put him in danger so he let him live among the villagers of another village. Thirty years later, a building was discovered. Nobody knew what it was. A group of five brave men went in and penetrated the darkness. As they travelled deeper and deeper, they soon discovered something horrible. A week later, only one man emerged from the darkness. Screams echoed behind him. From that point in time and on, he travelled throughout the world telling those he met that Herobrine was alive...