Herobrine X Steve

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Steves POV

(3 days later)

I cannot get to sleep. I keep hearing these strange noises. Almost like a whisper, or creepy dripping water that sounds like a person trying to communicate quietly.
Ugh, I cannot take it anymore!

I jump out of the bed and get dressed. I grab my iron sword and leave the house, looking for the source of the sound.
The only thing I notice is the black shape in the middle of the field. As I step closer to it, I can see some sort of purple liquid or air inside of it. Stepping right up to it, I can hear the sounds coming from the device.

I then hear the clacking sound of a skeleton. When I turn around to run, he shoves me through the purple aura inside the device. When I open my eyes, I quickly stand to my feet and hold my sword tightly. I see nothing. No, wait, I see red. Fire, dry air, lava lakes, red-smoldering dirt beneath my feet.
"What the-?"
I take a deep breath and look around.
"Welcome to the Nether."
I swiftly turn, seeing Herobrine surrounded by these burning creatures.
"H-Herobrine?"
"Come."
He holds a hand out, a sweet smile on his face. I take his hand, and he leads me to a giant castle. He explains his world to me. I'm bewildered. I never knew there were more worlds.
I explore around, aggravated that he's following me, but happy I get to adventure into new territory.
"Do you like it?"
I smile at Herobrine.
"Yes...I love it, but how do I get back home? I need to feed the animals today."
He chuckles at me.
"Come, I'll walk you back to the portal."
Portal? Is that what the device was? Was this the surprise?
Herobrine leads me back to the portal. Before I can go inside, he pulls me back to face him. His lifeless eyes stare into my blue eyes. I have no idea what this guys thinking, but he seems like he does really want me.
Maybe he's not such a monster.

Herobrine leans down, kissing my lips softly. I feel like my legs are going to give out. I've never felt this way before. When the kiss is broke, I stumble back, going through the portal and falling on the grass with my sword. When I get home, I put my sword in a chest, and curl into my bed.