Born A Soldier (Reader X Herobrine)

Chapter Twenty

...I'm back, baby~

WOW. Twenty chapters? That's like...actual book length. :0

Also, thanks so much, guys, for simply sticking with this book! It's absolutely astounding seeing that my book is almost at 17k READS!!! (Old message lol. It's already past 18k! XD)

Hi...it's been a while. :]
What? Like...five months now?! Bruh.
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"Alright, we're done here." Steve finally stood, collecting his clipboard under his arm.

"What??" Herobrine barked. Steve stood from his chair with a groan, favoring his right leg dearly in that moment. "You- you can't just LEAVE! Not after all of THAT!"

"Sorry... but you have given me nothing but accusation after accusation against you... I tried to clear your name as best I could... But, clearly, being a mass murderer doesn't help any.." Oddly saddened, Steve headed back towards the door. "...If you can...tell my brother in there somewhere...that I miss him."

"WAIT!" Herobrine lunged from his seat, tripping over his chains. Steve spun around, right hand hovering over a knife at his side. But, oddly enough, Herobrine did not attack him. Instead, the immortal man sloppily regained his balance, hissing through clenched teeth when the burning pain in his blood urged him to calm down and keep his stress levels at a minimum. Cooling his guns, stiffening his back, Herobrine's head lifted to again peer into the non glowing eyes of his brother. "Of all the things you have done to betray me... Why did you take her away from me..?"

"Who? The assassin?-"

"(Y/N)!!" He shouted, immediately slamming a clamped fist against his ribs just above the heart, reminding it to keep cool and not let the burning sensation grow any more.

"Ah.." Steve's head lowered, a brief...almost chuckle breaking from his just moments ago tightened mouth. "She left on her own... Because, unlike you, she actually had morals..."

><><><>It's been so long since I've done the fishies! uwu<><><><

"Oh, Entity~! We're here!" Herobrine shouted into the massive open front room of a neighboring Nether castle to his own. The schilling was so tall and elegant. Everything was shiny and obsessively cleaned. Two large stairwells welcomed all who entered, to both sides of the tall entrance room being two slightly smaller ones meant for casual meet-and-greets. Though family portraits of strangers, all wearing similar white or gray robes, ebony skin, and glowing red eyes, spotted the walls of this grand place, Herobrine barged in with a big smile as if he owned the place.

"Herobrine!!!" From the top of the stairs, a little humanoid figure flared behind the railings, turning to one of the stairways and quickly stomping down them. Herobrine's smile never dropped. "I told you not to get your bloody a## shoes all over my newly polished floors!!" The robed one shrieked, still stomping his way down the red carpeted stairs.

"Oh please! You polish your floors every DAY; I can't help but break that rule at least every now and again!" Herobrine's arms rose at his sides slightly, a smirk still owning his face. It was clear he enjoyed seeing the glaring red eyes of the other immortal.

"Well get out! Get out! Shoo!" The white robed one began shooting you two back out the massive, wide open doors. You eagerly obliged. But Herobrine only did so when the other one literally spun him around by his shoulders and pushed him out the door himself, all the while smiling and making a couple quippy jokes about hygiene! Still griping under his breath, the robed immortal crouched down, staring at the floor to assess the damage. You hadn't even really noticed the blood on Herobrine's shoes until the other immortal pointed it out, and he was WAY upstairs when he did! "Hhumdidublgubmmm..." The entity mumbled nonsense to himself quietly. "Well...at least you didn't permanently damage anything.."