In Love With A Myth | A Herobrine X Reader

Finding Truth

You've been in here for three days, or so you counted. The creatures' laughter patterns changed every few hours, making it sound like music. You weren't afraid as much, stabbing a creature in the face several times over. Another, cat-like one sat beside you purring deeply. You would pet it, making it purr louder and longer. This comforted you. But it still didn't answer where you were.

When was this going to end? The cat thing purred louder, making you smile a bit. These things weren't as bad as what they were before. Thy were more civilized once you showed them their place.The dead one was long gone, having been taken back by one of the scavengers.

It was cold still, your body having gotten used to it as you lay longer on the floor. Small black pools of a sticky substance lay scattered around the ring of light and beyond. You didn't want to touch them, fearing it'll do something cruel to you.

The door opened again, this time a Pigman standing in the doorway. It called out your name, making you stand. You clutched the dagger, preparing to use it if necessary. You walked past the Pig zombie, out into glaring light of glowstone and fire. It blinded you. You closed your eyes, the Pig taking your arm and leading you.

You recoiled, but let it, it's skin slimy with decay. It lead you past cages full of Over World creatures such as rabbits, cows, sheep, wolves, and even a bat or two. You could tell by the noises they made. Why were they here? You feared the worst, wanting to hold a rabbit in your arms. But the Pigman lead you on, pretty much dragging you. Your eyes adjusted to the brightness and you opened them.

"Woah..." you gasped, everything had changed. You were in the Nether; lava flowed from forges, Ghasts pulled huge loads to and from cargo bays, Wither Skeletons stalked the corridors. It was almost a Hell. Why is this the way it is? Has Hero betrayed you? The Pigman drug you into the main building, a balcony hanging above everything to watch.

On the balcony was the Wither, ever watching over all the work. You watched it, it glaring back at you. You shuddered, it disappearing from your view as you were drug inside. You were then dropped onto a red carpet, landing on your knees.

A voice loud and deep as thunder spoke, "Away now, servant. You've served your purpose."

You looked up, a throne sitting at the back of the room. It was crafted entirely of obsidian, netherrack, and netherbrick. Gold laced the etched designs. Sitting in the throne in a reclined position was Hero. He was clad in full diamond armour, the sword you gave Him in its sheath beside the throne.

"H-Hero?" you stuttered, utterly surprised.

He grinned, but it wasn't His warm, affection grin. This- this was purely evil.

"What happened to you?" you suddenly raised your voice, angry and upset at the fact that there was an army outside.

He shook His head, "Nothing, y/n. I've just simply changed." he smiled.

You stood, the dagger in your hand. "You aren't the Hero I know..." you said, an angry tone to your voice.

"Oh, but I am. And I tend on staying like this." He gave a cruel smirk, appearing behind you.

You whipped around to face Him, but He teleported behind you once again. You sighed.

"Why are you doing this?" you muttered.

"It's for the good of Minecraftia." He replied, placing a hand on your shoulder.

You winced at His touch. "Then why was I in that hole?" you asked.

"To keep you alive." At that, you turned on Him.

"Alive!? You put me in a black hole with no food or water while these black creatures are lurking in there wanting to eat me!? You call that alive, Hero!?" He gained a look of surprise, not speaking, "That's what I thought..." you whipped away a few tears, "And I thought you loved me."