In Search of Herobrine: A Famous Novel About Minecraft
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1: An Unexpected Start
Chapter 2: Looking For Answers
Chapter 3: Lost
Chapter 4: Hope on the Horizon
Chapter 5: Preparing for Battle
Chapter 6: Bubbling Water
Chapter 7: Always Watching
Chapter 8: Trapped!
Chapter 9: Saving Pigphelas
Chapter 10: Answers?
Chapter 1: An Unexpected Start
It was a beautiful day in the world of Minecraft, and Steve had just finished building his first house. It wasn’t all that impressive of a house— just four wooden walls and a roof. Steve was happy with it though, and it would keep the zombies out, so things were going pretty well. There was a sign beside the door that said ‘Steve’s House’.
Steve walked around his house, making sure that everything was in order, then went inside and closed the door. The sun was just setting and strange growls and calls began to echo around the countryside. That was pretty normal for Minecraft, but then Steve
heard a new sound. There were a few thumping noises outside, then a sort of rustling sound, and last of all, a gravelly voice that said, very slowly, “…Sssteve…”
Steve looked out of his door, but couldn’t see anything. There was more rustling, and finally, silence. The night passed slowly, and Steve spent the time crafting torches. He kept thinking of the voice. How did it know his name? Steve knew that zombies couldn’t talk, and while creepers did hiss, they certainly didn’t call people by name before blowing them up.
Morning eventually came, and as Steve stepped outside, he saw that all the trees near his house had had all their leaves stripped off. The barren trees stood like telephone poles as Steve wondered what could have taken off all the leaves. There wasn’t any creature he could think of that did that.
Steve wanted to get to the bottom of what was going on, but he needed some better gear first. He didn’t have any iron tools yet, and his only armor was a pair of leather boots. Steve decided to go mining, so he grabbed his pickaxe and torches and headed underground. It wasn’t long before he had lots of coal and a good amount of iron ore to work with.
Steve had enough ore for a full set of equipment by the time he reached the surface. While the iron was smelting, he began making a little garden, plowing rows for the plants and digging trenches for water. Steve had always been a hard worker, and the garden was finished before it even began to get dark.
Steve was sitting back and admiring his day’s work when he saw a pig ambling up towards the garden. The pig looked at Steve and Steve looked back at the pig. Steve picked up a carrot and gave it to the pig, which ate it quickly. The pig kept looking at Steve. “What are you looking at me for?” said Steve. “I already gave you a carrot.”
The pig kept staring until Steve gave it another carrot. “To tell the truth, I wouldn’t mind having some company,” said Steve, “what with all the leaves missing from the trees and other strange things.” Just as the sun was setting, Steve added a little pig stable
to the side of his house for his new friend. He made a sign to put beside the door, then looked at the pig.
“What do you want to be named?” The pig didn’t say anything. Steve thought for a while, then wrote ‘Pigphelas’ on the sign.
It had been a good day. Steve was a bit worried about the thing that had come in the night before, but he had a good iron sword this time and felt ready for anything. Steve wished good night to Pigphelas and went inside as night fell for a second time.
Chapter 2: Looking For Answers
There were no strange sounds this night, only the usual groaning of zombies and rattling of skeletons far away. The morning came quickly and Steve was ready to start a new day. He decided to look around the nearby hills to see if trees had lost their leaves anywhere else; if so, he might be one step closer to finding the creature that had said his name that first night.
Steve gathered his gear and prepared to set out. He had his sword, a pickaxe, an axe, and a full set of iron armor as well as other tools. He also packed some loaves of bread for himself and carrots for Pigphelas. Steve had made a saddle for Pigphelas during the night and it fit perfectly. Last of all, Steve picked up his bow and arrows. He got on Pigphelas’ back and they rode off towards the hills.
They were soon out of sight of the house and going up and down hills and through narrow valleys. They found a field of daisies and tulips and Steve dismounted and let Pigphelas graze for a while. Steve climbed a nearby hill and looked around. There was still no sign of barren trees or any strange creature. Steve sat down and ate some bread. Pigphelas ate more flowers.
After the lunch break, Steve and Pigphelas went a bit further, but there still weren’t any clues as to where this creature might be. Steve was ready to turn around and go home when they suddenly came across something very strange. A smooth two by two tunnel had been dug into the side of a hill. Steve got off Pigphelas and
looked closer. There was no sense in it— Minecraft creatures couldn’t dig. The tunnel didn’t seem to have any use, either, as far as Steve could see. It just went about five blocks into the hill and stopped.
Steve didn’t know what to think, and was poking around the tunnel with his shovel when there was a loud bang off to the south. Pigphelas was running around in circles as Steve leaped out of the tunnel to see what was going on. There was a cloud of smoke rising from the direction Steve and Pigphelas had come from. Things kept getting stranger, and the smoke was certainly not good news.
Steve got on Pigphelas and they rode off. It didn’t take long for Steve to realize that the place the smoke was coming from was the very same valley where his house was. Pigphelas clambered up the last hill and Steve slid off the saddle and gasped. The little house was on fire and stone and wood were scattered everywhere. Even nearby trees were burning.
Steve ran towards the house, but he could tell there was no way to save it. He didn’t even have a bucket. All he could do was stand back and watch the home he had built burn to the ground. Pigphelas was rolling around on the ground.
The fire burned until nothing was left of the house except for the doorframe and the stone pillars at each corner. Steve picked his way through the ashes and saw that something else had survived the fire that he had never put there— a strange rock sat in the middle of the old house’s floor and on it were written the words ‘When you least expect it’, and at the bottom ‘Herobrine’.
Steve sat down and sighed. He looked at the rock again and thought. All these things had to be connected— the leafless trees, the empty tunnel, and fire. They were things that only players were supposed to be able
to do, but someone or something had been doing them and knew his name, too. And what was the message on
the rock supposed to mean? ‘When you least expect it’ was certainly true, but what was ‘Herobrine’? Was it a slogan? A signature? Maybe whatever had destroyed his house was called Herobrine.
There was something unnatural going on in the world, and more than ever, Steve knew that he had to be the one to stop it. He could build another house, sure, but how would he know that same thing wouldn’t happen again? Steve stood up and looked over to where Pigphelas was now sleeping. This had to be dealt with at the source. Steve let Pigphelas sleep and began to look around the ruins of his house for anything useful that had survived the fire. He didn’t find much, but with the food and equipment he had taken on his journey earlier in the day, Steve thought that he had enough to go after this Herobrine creature.
Steve spent the night in a tree, out of reach of zombies, while Pigphelas slept in the ruins of his stable. The zombies and skeletons didn’t seem to bother him for some reason.
In the morning, Steve gathered up his things and got ready to set off on an even bigger quest.
Chapter 3: Lost
Steve and Pigphelas rode off over the hills, but this time, they had no home to go back to at the end of the day. Steve had mined the cobblestone from his old house and brought it along to make temporary shelters along the way, but he was determined not to settle down again until the strange creature had been dealt with.
The forests and hills eventually gave way to grassy plains as Steve looked carefully for any sign of the creature. There were
herds of wild horses on the plains that turned and stared at Steve riding by on Pigphelas’s back. Occasionally, Pigphelas would stop and give the horses a funny look and they would go back to grazing.
There were mountains in the distance and Steve was beginning to wonder how long it would take before they found the next clue. He had spotted a few more of the strange two by two tunnels in the hills sand even seen a tree without any leaves, but he and Pigphelas were still no closer to finding the source of all these strange things.
Steve and Pigphelas made it to the mountains in no time at all. “What do you think will be on the other side Pigphelas?” Steve asked without expecting much of a reply from his pig friend. “I hope it will be something that will give us some answers,” he added on his way up the mountain.
When they finally made it to the top Steve was amazed at what he saw. For as far as Steve could see, all that was visible was golden yellow sand sprinkled with shrubs and many cacti. Knowing that there was nothing for him to learn from the way he had come, Steve made the quick decision to head through the barren land in hope of finding some answers!
They were fast on their way to crossing the dessert, the sun was shining very bright and everything started to heat up fast. Tumble weeds blew pass Steve and Pigphelas, while giant cacti towered over them. “It doesn’t seem to end” murmured Steve to Pigphelas and Pigphelas gave a loud snort in agreement.
Hours went by and Steve was dying of thirst; Pigphelas and he had already drank the last of their water supply and the desert was not ending any time soon. Steve took off his helmet and scanned the flat dessert land. He was about to lose all hope of getting out of the dessert and finding the next clue, until he spotted something in the distance. He did not know if it was real or just a mirage, but what choice did Pigphelas and he have.
They got closer and closer to the faint object in the distance. The closer they got the more it looked like a mountain…wait, a building! “Please let it be a place with water and food!” exclaimed Steve, even Pigphelas was hoping the far off place would have tons of carrots!
Steve became more and more amazed the closer he and Pigphelas advanced towards the amazing structure. As they got closer Steve began to notice that this building was different; it was not the same as others he had ever seen. The first thing that caught his eye was the design of the structure. It was pyramid in shape with two giant rectangle columns in the front. It was not like the small pyramids he had seen previously in the hills.
The orange design on the columns looked like a cross with a helmet on top of it. The middle of the cross was missing though, really confusing Steve. He studied the design thinking in-depth if he knew what they were. After several minutes of thinking and discussing with Pigphelas he decided that he had no idea of what the designs meant or signified.
The last thing that Steve noticed were the various odd sandstone materials the building was made out of. He saw normal sandstone, smooth looking sandstone, and even sandstone with what looked like hieroglyphics on it! Steve wondered many things about this strange temple in the middle of nowhere; “how did it get here?”, “is it safe to enter?”, “is this the work of Herobrine?” Even though he was weary, he knew that he had no choice but to enter the temple. He was exhausted by now, out of water, and Pigphelas needed something to eat.
It was dark inside the temple, but thankfully Steve had a few spare torches he had brought with him.
They both walked slowly into the temple, looking around all he could see was columns and sand. “This place is so strange, I wonder if there’s anything useful in here?” said Steve, he was about to just give up and walk out when suddenly he saw Pigphelas digging at the floor. “What are you doing silly pig?” Steve exclaimed, but when he realized Pigphelas was not just joking around he pulled out his pickaxe and started to dig too.
Slowly but surely he made his way down with his companion thinking, how crazy he was for trusting a pig. After a handful of dug up sandstone they made it to the bottom of the temple and in the middle was a secret compartment with four buried chest! “Hooray! Pigphelas you did it!” Steve was so impressed with Pigphelas genius idea. One by one they opened the chests; a couple of carrots here, water there, an iron pickaxe in another. They were already happy with their findings but in the last chest was something Steve nor had Pigphelas ever seen before….It was a compass! Steve had heard about them, but had never seen one in real life or even held one! He knew that there was a reason they had gotten lost in the desert. He tucked away his new prize, ate a few carrots with Pigphelas and they both headed out of the mysterious temple and on their way into a plains biome; with compass in hand, he hoped to find the next clue to lead them to Herobrine.
Chapter 4: Hope on the Horizon
After a while, the compass lead Steve and Pigphelas to a small village on the plain; just a few houses surrounded by gardens and fields of grass. The villagers looked surprised to see a player, especially one riding a pig. They crowded around and asked Steve where he had come from and if he would like to trade some raw chickens for an emerald.
Steve told them all about his recent troubles, from the rustling the first night to his house burning down. The villagers seemed concerned, but didn’t say anything useful. Pigphelas was staring down some of the local horses. Steve finished off his story by talking about the stone he had found in the ruins of his house.
“It said ‘when you least expect it Herobrine’. Do any of you know what that means?”
At the word ‘Herobrine’, most of the villagers shuddered and looked around, as if they had just heard a creeper behind them. One villager even ran into the nearest house and closed the door. The huddle around Steve got much closer.
The village librarian glanced over his shoulder once more and whispered to Steve, “We don’t talk about him.”
Steve was getting freaked out by the villagers’ behavior. “Him? Herobrine is a person?”
The librarian looked around again. “Here, you’d better come inside.” Steve and the villagers went to one of the larger houses, and once the door was closed, the librarian began to talk.
“Herobrine’s more than just a person,” he whispered. “He used to be a player like you. He built and mined and everything. He would even come down and trade with us sometimes. But then he went on a mining trip to go as deep below the earth as he possibly could and something happened. When
he came to the village, he didn’t talk to any of us; he just built a five by five pyramid and left.”
Another villager chipped in. “That’s when he started taking the leaves off trees. Something down there must have drove him mad.”
“Does he dig two by two tunnels as well?” asked Steve.
The villager nodded. “He’s not human anymore. His eyes glow.”
“Some people have seen him teleport like an enderman,” said another.
“The grass burns up wherever he walks.”
Steve was getting worried. He looked outside and saw Pigphelas rolling around on the grass. He looked back at the librarian. “Is there a way I can stop him?”
The librarian looked around at his fellow villagers. “You might be able to defeat him, but you’ll need the very best weapons and armor. It’ll have to be diamond and enchanted for you to stand
a chance. I can do the enchanting here, but you’ll have to find the diamonds. Herobrine will tear this world apart if someone doesn’t stop him, and you’re our best shot.”
Steve looked around and nodded. “I have to try, at least.” The villagers began filing out the door, some of them patting Steve on the shoulder as they went by.
“One last thing,” said the librarian. “If you give me an emerald, I’ll give you three pieces of paper.”
“Uh… maybe later,” said Steve. The librarian looked a bit disappointed as Steve headed outside and whistled for Pigphelas.
“Let’s go, Pigphelas,” he said. “We need to find some diamonds.” Steve and Pigphelas headed off towards the nearest mountain to start mining. It was going to be dark soon, but Steve decided that spending the night in the village would be a waste of time. After all, it’s always dark underground.
Chapter 5: Preparing for Battle