Chapter 1: Rise of Evil (Edited)View OnlineYou Know My NameChapter 1: Rise of Evil (Edited)Chapter 1: Rise of Evil 1,500 Years Ago Earth Today was going to be a good day, I just knew it. For today, I was at Minecon. Hi, my name is Samson Luciel, and I'm 20 years old. I'm a little skinny for my age, but I don't let that get to me. I had been wanting to go to Minecon for years now, as I had never been to one before, and never had the money. Thankfully, today, my brother managed to scrounge up enough to get us in. I ran a hand through my dark brown hair as I took in the sight, my older brother taking pictures next to me. Above us was a large banner with the words, 'Minecon 2015' on it and various Minecraft characters around the letters. Ahead of us was a large stage with a podium, probably where they were going to make the announcements. Behind the stage were rows upon rows of stands filled with merchandise. There was always something about Minecraft nearby, whether it was props, or otherwise. And for a while we just walked around, just looking at the various props and things being sold and occasionaly getting people who wanted to take a picture with me. I was dressed up as the infamous Herobrine, complete with a teal-blue t-shirt, dark blue pants, gray shoes, and even white contacts for the eyes, so naturally I got a few people who wanted to take pictures. We played a bit of Minecraft on the few computers and consoles that were laid out on the far left side of the hall, and did a bit of trivia as well. After getting a few prizes from the trivia, most of them plushies, we came to a secluded stall in the far right corner. There was a creepy looking man in a black hoodie standing behind the counter, and numerous trinkets lay on the counter. I don't know why but I felt, drawn to the place. Like something was calling me to it. "What tickles yer fancy?" the man asked, his voice reminding me of an old pirate like in the movies. Looking around, my eyes quickly noticed a flat and blocky piece of wood that looked like the diamond swords found in Minecraft. Pointing to it, I asked how much it was worth. "Ten bucks," he answered. My brother pulled out two five dollar bills from his wallet and handed them to the man. I thanked him and piccked up the wooden, blocky blade. "No, thank you," he responded creepily, chuckling to himself as we walked away. I simply shrugged and filed it under people just being their weird selves. Swinging the sword experimentally a few times out of excitement, I sat down at a bench while my brother went to go grab some food. And that's when the sword started glowing a faint white. I picked it up and stared at it before I noticed that everything around me had stopped. Everyone was frozen in place, like time had stopped around me. Then, my eyes started to hurt. Tremendously. It felt like someone was gouging them out with a spoon and exposing them to ridiculous amounts of blinding and painful sunlight at the same time. I fell to the ground, writhing in pain and holding my hands over my eyes. Then, the pain stopped, and everything turned dark. 1,500 Years Ago Equus I woke with a start. Glancing around, I noticed that I was in a small clearing in some strange and eerie looking forest. Moss and vine covered trees surrounded me on all sides, reaching out with their branches as if trying to touch me. To the left of me was a clear pond, it's surface shining and shimmering in the sunlight. Looking down, I sighed in relief as I realised that I was still in the same clothes as before. I also noticed that there was a light blue broadsword next to my hand. It seemed to be of simple design, but the material it was made of was what really surprised me. It was made of crystal. I squealed in delight at the blade, before realizing that I should probably check my face to make sure nothing had changed. After all, something must have happened to my eyes to make them hurt like that. So, I made my way over to the pond and it's mirror-like surface and was shocked at what I saw. My eyes were white, and glowing. Just like Herobrine's. Slowly, I put two and two together. I'm Herobrine! I can't believe it, this is so cool! I whooped and hollered like an idiot, celebrating my change. Then I realized something else, I was lost. Hopelessly, and utterly lost. I checked my pockets for my phone, only to turn up empty handed. And then, I freaked out. How was I going to get home!? What about my family!? Did they even know where I was? I didn't own a car, my phone is gone, I don't know where I am, oh man I am so screwed! Ok, don't panic! Surely someone is closeby, someone who can help! Yeah, I just need to look around, that's all! I'll be fine! With that in mind, I stood up and made my way out of the clearing, cutting excess brush and vegetation in my way with my sword which, by the way, was cool as shit. Before long, I found a castle with two towers, one in the front left, and one in the back right. It was a simple castle, grey brick and everything. But the guards are what really caught my attention. They didn't look anywhere near modern as they should, as they had spears and golden armor. But the most notable feature? They had muzzles, yellow manes and tails, and white fur. In short, they looked like anthropomorphic horses in armor. I think you can imagine my reaction. Yep, I flipped it, again. The fact that there were anthro's could mean only one thing. I was in Equestria. I had watched a little of the show, and while it was very similar to the other cringeworthy kid's shows out there, I didn't dislike it. I didn't like to consider myself a brony per se, more of a person who just didn't mind the show. With this new information, I realized another thing. This was exactly like those stories about people being sent to Equestria only to never return. There was probably no way back home, considering how most of those stories went. Which meant I would never see my family again. I slumped against a tree as that thought sunk in. I was never going to see another human, never going to see my family or friends, I would be alone. I cursed the damned Merchant who had most likely brought me here. I would have continued cursing the Merchant, if two spears from some sharp-eyed guards hadn't been pointed at me. "State thy name and business!" said one of the guards. A thought crossed my mind then. I'm Herobrine! I can teleport! Quickly imagining a throne room, I immediately found myself standing in front of two thrones, one black like onyx and one a golden one. A blue banner with a crescent moon on it was above the black throne whilst a yellow banner with a sun hung above the other throne. On the thrones were the alicorn Princesses themselves, Celestia and Luna. Celestia, with her white fur and wings, wore a crown and necklace of gold, an amethyst embedded in each. She wore a simple white dress. Luna's dark blue fur went well with the black, sparkling dress she wore with an onyx necklace and crown with white jewels in the shape of a crescent in them. Having taken notice of my sudden appearance, Luna spoke up, the Royal Canterlot voice deafening. "Who art thou, to barge into court unannounced?" she asked. That was when I realized something else, if I was Herobrine, then I needed to start acting like him. If I was brought here as the character, then I might as well become the character. So I remained silent and simply stared at her. This seemed to unnerve her, just like I hoped. "Speak!" Celestia demanded. I did so, but my voice was different. It sounded distant and was low like the rumbling of thunder. "As you wish." I could feel everypony in the room shiver as they heard my voice, and while I was a little surprised myself I made sure to not show it. "Who art thou?" Luna asked. "I am the ravager of lands, King of the Nether, but you may call me," I paused for dramatic effect, "Herobrine." That final word echoed throughout the room, sending a chill down every spine present. I could feel the fear coming from the nobles and guards in the room, and it was intoxicating. Delicous, even. I couldn't help it, I smirked. "What business dost thou have here?" Celestia asked, losing her patience. I heard voices then, thousands of them. All of them saying a simple line, and I found myself repeating it. "I came here to give you a fair warning, leave this place now and surrender, or die." Celestia scoffed, so I teleported in front of the closest noble, a white stallion with a blue mane, and stared him straight in the eyes. He whimpered pathetically, and I smirked again. Then, with a flash of light from my eyes, he fell unconcsious to the floor. "So be it." And with that, I teleported away to prepare for the inevitable conflict. Present Day Equus I sighed internally as I watched a few bluejays fly by. Being a statue is boring. Like, seriously boring. And because of centuries of boredom, I seem to have gone a little stir crazy. This whole time I've had nothing to do except plot my revenge against the sisters. The world of Equestria was a peaceful place, so there wasn't much to keep me entertained. As such, you can imagine my excitement when I had something else to do. "Come on children! Single file!" said a sweet yet authorative voice. Coming towards me was a mahogany mare with a light pink mane in a white long sleeved v-neck shirt and a red long skirt. Several fillies and colts were following behind her. They stopped in front of me, and my excitement grew as I watched them gather in front of me. "Who can tell me what this statue represents?" the mare asked. A colt raised his hand. "Terror and connivance!" he answered. "Very good! This is the statue of Herobrine, who ruled over a fiery dimension called the Nether centuries ago. His armies razed countless cities to the ground, and in the end it took the joined effort of the Minotaurs, Griffins, Dragons, and the Princesses to defeat him." the mare informed. Seems like somepony's done their homework! If only I could move, then I could show them what I can really do! The fillies and colts 'ooh'ed' and 'aah'ed' as they listened to their instructor go on and on about me. Then, a filly with white fur, a horn, a pink skirt and purple short sleeve top and a stylized pink and purple mane raised a hand and asked a question, only to be harassed by another filly with pink fur and a tiara. The teacher, which I learned was named Cheerilee, scolded the pink filly before it was time to move on. The white filly from before, along with two others that looked familiar stayed behind. One of them had yellow fur with a red mane with a red bow in it, wearing a green tank top and blue jeans. The other was an orange pegasus filly with a purple, unkempt mane and tail and a black t-shirt with blue shorts. It was then that I realized who these fillies were. They were the ones who freed my one time neighbor, Discord! Come on girls, let me free! "I'm soo tired of Diamond Tiara calling us blank flanks!" said the orange filly. "Yeah! Why don't we prank her? I say she deserves it!" suggested the yellow filly. "I don't know guys..." said the white one. The three fillies argued about it some more before finally the white one gave in. Their descision made, they walked off to join the group, leaving me alone once more. As they walked away, I could feel cracks appearing on my stone prison, growing bigger and bigger before a final 'crack!' broke the shell, freeing me. I stretched my limbs and popped my back, smiling wickedly as I realized that I was finally free. Free at last! And I can't wait to start the mayhem.
Chapter 2: The Prophets of RuleView OnlineYou Know My NameChapter 2: The Prophets of RuleChapter 2: The Boy Present Day Equus I shuddered as I felt someone or something respond to one of the totems I made a few centuries ago. The totem, if I remember correctly, was made up of two netherrack blocks on top of two gold blocks. The lower netherrack block had my face etched into it, and the eyes would light up red when the top was lit ablaze. I had decided early on that I would not have a message, it seemed pointless. After all, most people knew about the totem already from playing Minecraft. There was a flash and a thud in front of my obsidian throne, drawing my attention to a man that looked identical to me (aside from the ginger hair) lying on the purple carpet just a few feet in front of me. “Who are you?” I asked. I received only a groan in response, so I waited for him to stand up and compose himself. His eyes widened as he took in my appearance. I was wearing my signature teal shirt and navy blue pants with gray shoes. I chuckled as he took a step back. This was going to be interesting. “Oh, my fictional or real god!” He fist pumped the sky, “Yes! Gonna get killed by… Are you an Enderman? I thought you’d be darker?” I remained silent, just staring at him as he smirked at me. “Oh, wait, you’re Herobrine! You must be brutal in your fights, eh?” I just stared, not blinking as he… Was he gushing over how I’m going to kill him? He teleported next to me with a command block that broke by unknown forces, and started patting my head. I got an odd sensation from it, but before I could react, he teleported away without a cube. He looked back at me, his hands surging with power and he had glowing eyes like mine, “This feels so weird! I feel like this DNA is going to be annoying as heck!” That’s when I got up, still keeping my silent gaze on him. He teleported next to me, whispering in my ear, “You don’t talk much do you?” Before reappearing at his spot, shouting. “I can do the creepy voice thing!” In my distant sounding voice, I asked, “What? Who are you?” He took out two MOD swords dubbed Aether’s Guard and Eye End, swinging it around as his eyes turned black and then back to normal, “Story book killer of the Ender Dragon, I’m Lego Craft, the boy who never dies.” His serious look left him as quick as it came, “So is it going to be quick like a bullet or hard like a cliff jump? The eye pain was nothing, but I bet you can do more. Oh, and I’ll go easy on you.” I laughed long and hard at that. He was going to go easy on me? Hah! He would need all his skills to beat me. I summoned two diamond swords and swung them around a few times, just to show off. The boy looked on in what seemed like anticipation, before charging at me. I blocked all his strikes with little to no effort, and swiftly punched him in the nose, stunning him long enough for me to grab him by the hair and stare him in the eyes before separating his head from his body with a shower of gore. I was about to laugh when something hit me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me. Looking up, I saw something that should have been impossible. For there, in front of me, was the boy, not a scratch on him. He laughed jovially, as if someone had told a joke. "Pretty cool, huh? Still hurts a lot when I die, though." I looked at the ground to see the boy’s head still detached from his dead body while an exact copy of him looted it. "What are you...?" I asked. "I already told you. I'm Lego Craft, the boy who never dies!" He hummed thoughtfully. "I should probably keep that last part. Sounds like Peter Pan, but gets my point across.” I thrust my sword at him, but he deflected it and shoved his other one through my stomach, healing himself in the process and using the other one to send me flying with just a tap. “FYI, I know you’re not totally weak, it’s just ma-” I appeared in front of him before he could finish, cutting his left arm off. He stared at it for a bit before grabbing it and using it as a way to swing the sword the dead hand held better. I dodged a few swings before teleporting behind him and sticking both swords in his back, but not without being hit by his healing sword. “Ouch, looks like those are stuck in there- Oh, hi lefty!” He exclaimed while waving with his regenerated limb. He shifted his body into the form of an Enderman, dropping my swords when he teleported. He reappeared in his Herobrine form behind me. “Boo.” “Really?” “What? I just wanted to give you back your swords!” He stabbed me in the back with Aether’s Guard, sending me flying towards my swords. I corrected my landing, obtaining my swords and glaring at him as he clasped both hands on an emerald sword. “I heard diamond is stronger than emerald. Let’s test that theory!” I smirked in spite of my growing anger. This was actually quite fun. Deciding to be fair for once, I thrust one of my swords into the ground and gripped the other with both hands. Then, I lunged full force at him. He barely managed to block in time. With our blades locked in place, I pushed with all my might until I started to see cracks on his sword. I smirked while he scowled, apparently diamond is stronger than emerald. Taking advantage of his distraction, I kicked him in the groin, making him drop his sword and allowing me to slice his two arms off with relative ease. I smirked and started to walk over to retrieve my other sword, until I felt a foot impact my side. I turned around to see him hopping around me. "Stand aside, worthy adversary." I drawled in my best british accent. "Tis but a scratch, good chap!" he returned with a similar accent. "You don't have any arms!" "Do too!" "Then what are those!?" I said, pointing to the two arms laying on the ground behind him. He glanced at them for a moment before speaking up, "Worms? Screw it, I've had worse!" "Liar!" "Come on then, Pinkie Pie had more style in her kills!" I sighed as he kicked me ineffectively. "Kick me one more time and I'll take your leg!" He kicked me again. "You asked for it!" I cut off his leg as he was in mid hop, and the leg flopped to the floor and began oozing blood onto the purple carpet and stone tiles. Somehow, he maintained balance and was able to continue hopping on one leg. "I'll bite your fingers off for that!" He stopped bouncing, “Wait, I can hold a sword in my mouth!” "I'd like to see you try!" "Yeah, right! Wait… Yeah, I’m hungry for fingers." I simply pushed him away as he tried to bite off my fingers. "I'm invincible!" "You're crazy is what you are!" "I always win! Take this!" He weakly tried to headbutt me, but I pushed him away firmly. He tried again, so I cut off his other leg and he fell on what remained of his legs. He looked down at his stumps before deciding to speak, "Alright, we'll call it a draw." I snorted and, having had enough of him, opened a rift in the fabric of the universe and kicked him into it. The portal closed behind him, and I walked over and picked up the swords he used and decided to keep them as trophies. I mentally called the skeleton servants in to clean up the mess before setting off to my crafting room to make a few display cases for the swords. “You think I’m done? Minions, back me up!” He said from my throne in a red and blue hood, wielding a black sword. Tiny versions of him surrounded him with diamond swords and shields as he laughed, one tugging on his sleeve. “Huh? Fine! I’ll let you keep Eye End, use it as my summoning device specifically for you. What hurt your foes heals you.” He got up and sliced my throne to rubble with his sword, like a hot knife through butter. “I would’ve enjoyed using this insta-kill sword, but I’m going easy on you.” I watched as his minions placed a command block on the ground, leaving my world one by one. “Oh, and thanks for the DNA! Herobrine is hard to find, ya know?” he said, winking. I looked back to see said sword that resembled an Ender Eye. I sighed and walked towards it, examining every inch of the blade before teleporting it to my armoury. I then turned around, surveying the once pristine throne room. I still don't know how he got out of that portal after I closed it, but I decided not to dwell on it. I needed to continue preparations for my invasion of Canterlot. So, after repairing my throne, I mentally ordered my minions to work double time on the tunnels and siege weapons. Today was going to be a long day.
Chapter 3: Start The Holocaust Part 1View OnlineYou Know My NameChapter 3: Start The Holocaust Part 1Chapter 3: Three Decades of War 1,470 Years Ago Equus I let a laugh escape my lips as I watched my armies tear through the ranks of Griffins, Dragons, Minotaurs, and Ponies. Smoke filled the air from the many fires started by the bombardments from the multiple TNT cannons on the battlefield. Skeletons shot volleys of arrows into the fray, killing a dozen fliers and ground units at a time. Withers tore through the ranks, blasting away all resistance. Zombie Pigmen overwhelmed the enemy with their sheer numbers, dogpiling on dragons and the like. Wither skeletons tore through dragon scales and heavy armor alike, all of it withering away at their touch. Zombies infected those with light armor, turning more to our side. Endermen silenced the generals and commanders, leaving the armies without direction. And Creepers did what they do best, blowing everything to smithereens. It was surprising that this war had lasted three decades, I had figured that it would only last a few weeks. It would seem that I had underestimated the power of this alliance. The Minotaurs held their ground as their brethren manned the siege engines. Griffins swooped in and tore through the ranks one by one. Dragons lit the battlefield ablaze with their fiery breath, turning their enemies to a fine crisp. Pegasi bombed their enemies with volatile concoctions. Unicorns fired bolt after bolt of magic at the oncoming storm of Zombie Pigmen. Earth ponies held back the tide of Pigmen, Zombies, and Creepers with nothing but their swords and armor. All in all, it was a beautiful sight. "HEROBRINE!" yelled a familiar voice. I turned to see Celestia and Luna in full battle armor flying towards me. I landed on a large, barren plateau nearby, and they landed just in front of me. Celestia wielded a gold gilded greathammer with a design that made it look like it was made of flames and Luna held a scythe that was laced with some kind of blue metal. Celestia wore gold plating that also looked like it was made of flames, whilst Luna wore plating of some kind of blue metal that looked it was made up of icicles. They glared at me, which proved to be ineffective, so they brandished their weapons at me. "Thy reign of terror ends here, cur!" Luna spat. "We shall smite thee where thee stand!" Celestia declared. I chuckled and summoned two diamond swords, and got into a defensive stance. We circled each other for a moment or two, before they charged. I dodged a swipe from Luna and deflected a strike from Celestia. This went on for what felt like hours, simply deflecting and blocking strike after strike yet none of us were showing any strain. Finally, the pattern was broken when Celestia headbutted me making me a little dizzy and allowing Luna to slice me. However, I wasn't cut in half, nor did I bleed. Her blade was stuck in my side, and I began to twitch madly. Then, I heard voices. They were screaming, shrieking at me to kill, to demolish, to desolate. And I complied. I gathered energy inside myself and smiled as I watched their faces change from smugness to shock before I released the energy and knocked them on their backs. I threw one sword at Luna, cutting straight through her armor and pinning her to the ground. Then, I teleported in front of Celestia and thrust my sword downwards, only for her to roll out of the way just before my blade sunk into her. I growled as she stood up and tried to flatten me with her greathammer, but I teleported behind her and stabbed her in the kidney, the armor offerring little resistance to my sword. She cried out in pain before immediatly rounding on me and trying to hit me again with her hammer. I teleported once more and stabbed her in the other kidney. She gasped in pain and backstepped to get some distance between myself and her, clutching her side all the while and panting heavily. Just before I could laugh my other sword pierced my stomach, courtesy of Luna. I twitched and jerked, the voices filling me with bloodlust. I continued to twitch as Luna joined her sisters side, and their horns glowed brightly with power. Just as soon as I finished pulling the blade out of my stomach, I launched myself at the two sisters, only to be blasted back by powerful beams of blue and yellow magic. I staggered, giving them just enough time to attack me. Luna sliced my neck, trying to decaptitate me, whilst Celestia slammed her hammer into the side of my head. I jerked and spasmed, and once again the voices came. Only this time, they were louder. Loud enough for the sisters to hear them and hold their ears in an attempt to block the voices out. With a blast of white energy that launched their weapons out of their reach, I stood up. And I was pissed. The sisters were flat on their backs, but far from out of the fight. Seeing my chance, I summoned two dozen diamond swords to my side and launched them at the two. I watched with wicked glee as they soared through the air to their targets only for them to hit something else. A large white dragon with gold spines, larger than most of his kin, had used his body to shield the diarchs. The blades pierced his hide, and he fell to the ground, roaring in pain. He seemed...regal, even though he was bleeding out and probably dying. Yeah, having two dozen swords sticking out of you kinda does that. Then it hit me, this was the King of the Dragons I had heard about from my spies! Well, I guess he isn't so high and mighty after all. I laughed long and hard at his imminent demise. After all, he shouldn't have gotten in my way. Wait, what's that glow coming from? I turned around to see the sisters with six gems swirling around them and glowing with power. Their eyes were white and radiating with magic, and they looked pissed. They were charging an attack! Alright then, time to dodge! But, try as I might, I couldn't move. Why can't I move? I looked down to see the dying Dragon monarch holding my legs in place. Cheating son of a whore! I tried to kick him off and move, but he held firm. I looked back up just in time to see a large, rainbow beam of magic heading straight for me! I continued to struggle agaisnt my constraints, to no effect. Then, the beam hit me and pain flared through my body as I felt my internal organs turn to stone. I glanced around helplessly, watching as my body slowly turned to stone. Eventually, it reached my eyes, and then it was over. I had lost. Present Day Equus My eyes shot open, revealing to me that I was in my throne room still. I sighed in relief. Ever since I got free it's been the same nightmare over and over again, reminding me of my failure. No matter, for soon I will have my revenge. Well, sort of. I still had several weeks until we could move out and begin the siege, and nothing was going to make it go any faster. So, with nothing else to do, I decided to spy on my fellow Displaced. With a little of my special magic, I opened a one-way portal in front of me, allowing me to see into other worlds. First on the list was the female feline with the soul of a dragon, currently walking down the streets of Canterlot with a filly Twilight Sparkle. Second, was a sleeping, silver haired woman that was technically an inanimate object. Third, the Shadow of his Equestria, the masked creature of steel and antidermis, now prepping for war. I chuckled a little as I watched him prepare. Can't wait to see how that plays out. And last, but most certainly not least, the world of the heroic man clad in green, just waiting to be destroyed. I smiled widely as I thought of how wonderful it would feel to lay waste to that world. And seeing as I had little to do around here for the moment, I might as well entertain myself. I smirked as I widened the portal and stepped through into the world of the heroic man with a signature green tunic. This was going to be fun. I appeared in front of Prince Blueblood's bed, watching him as he slept. His white fur shone slightly in the morning light that was coming through the windows. His usually stylized blonde mane was a mess, and grew even messier as he tossed and turned restlessly in his sleep. Finally, he opened his cyan blue eyes and looked around the room before finally stopping at me. He immediately sat up, before screaming like a girl and jumping out of bed. He ran towards the door and swiftly opened it with his magic, not even bothering to clean himself up. I smirked as I watched him run out of the room and slam the door behind him in an attempt to shut me in. To combat this, I simply teleported out of the room to the hallway he was running down, appearing right in front of him. He screamed and slid to a halt just a few feet in front of me before turning and running the opposite direction. This time, I let him go and decided to wait in the hallway. There wasn't a doubt in my mind that he would tell his Aunts, Celestia and Luna, and they would come after me. Then, I could ask them where that hero is, and promptly mess with him. But man, this was fun! I've had to have done this dozens upon dozens of times by now with different ponies, and no matter what it was still fun as could be! Of course, I had killed all the others after driving them insane with paranoia and fear, but I still had Blueblood. Surprisingly enough, he hadn't cracked yet even though it had been a few days. I was brought out of my musings by the sound of hooves clopping against the floor along with...was that jingling? What in the world could be making that sound? Then, I saw them open the doors at the opposite end of the hallway and boy was I shocked! He was here! I was mentally jumping with excitement, but made sure to keep the stoic look on my face and remain still. He was wearing his signature green tunic and windsock like hat along with a gauntlet with a jewel set in it and the symbol of the Triforce engraved in gold on the back of it. On his back was the Master Sword along with the Hylian Shield and a few other items of which I barely recognized. On either side of him were Celestia and Luna, which was a little weird to see since they were in pony form and not anthro form like I was used to. They stopped about ten feet in front of me and glared. Well, aside from Link, he looked a bit shocked. "Are you the one behind all of the recent murders?" Celestia asked. I remained silent and unmoving, simply staring at them. "Speak!" Luna demanded. I ignored the other two, and kept my gaze on the man inbetween them. He seemed to be trying his best to not shake with fear, though I could still see the slightest of tremors. He finally spoke, "You're him. You're Herobrine." Celestia and Luna turned to him and said in unison, "You know him?" "I know of him, but I don't know him personally." Link replied. I decided to finally speak up. "My reputation precedes me, it seems." "Who are you? Why are you here?" Celestia queried. "That is none of your concern. I have come for Link, that is all." "What do you want from me, jerk!?" Link demanded. "Simple. I want to destroy this pretty little world of yours. But for now, I must take my leave. Ta-ta!" I opened a portal back to my throne room and stepped in. An arrow whizzed by my head, courtesy of Link. I ignored his warning shot and waved as the portal closed behind me. Then, I sat down in my throne and laughed. Oh, the things I have in store for him! My laughs echoed throughout the room. I was right, this is fun!
