Normal |•| Herobrine x Reader

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Your hand grabbed the side of the tub harshly, white knuckling it. Your heart raced, as you were highly unknowing of what had just happened.

The light flooding in from the bathroom window didn't go by your attention, either. You grabbed a towel, quickly drying off your body and draining the tub. You wrapped a bathrobe around your body, not bothering to put on pajamas. Shortly after, you quickly walked towards the window. What you saw was absolutely shocking.

The world was now blocky.

Well, if this isn't the cat's pajamas.

You looked around the house, making sure everything was still in place. Somehow, your PC still had Minecraft booted up on it. This got you curious.

So, you opened the map and look. There were now two arrows on the minimap. So, what if you brought your character to you? You shuffled in your clothes, opting to do just that.

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An hour later, your character was staring at your house.

Your house. IN Minecraft.

Though, it was was insanely strange seeing something realistic in Minecraft. Admittedly, your animals and crops have became blockified. It was just your house that has stayed completely untouched.

You brought your character up to your door, interacting with it. The door slammed open, which you reacted by nearly dropping the mouse. That was loud.

You got up, walking away from the computer and towards the door. You've been through many things. War, starvation, drought, plagues yet this was the strangest thing you've ever come across.

You never panicked, though.

You were soon brought face-to-face with your character, which was blankly staring at the wall behind you. Your eyebrows furrowed as you touched the character's face, whom was still unmoving.

The texture was like plastic, a smooth, stretched surface. Same with the clothing, too. Would it be the same with the blocks outside?

Wait. Could you see yourself on the monitor?

You ran back towards the bedroom, jumping into the seat and navigating your character through the house. It wasn't actually that tall, either. Maybe about 5'. Your character came in view of you, and you watched the screen intrigued.

It showed you, hunched over the keyboard squinting at the computer. The sight made you snort. You looked like a mess, but it's your home so who's to tell you you couldn't look like a pigsty?

There were many things you'd want to try out, but first you have to test just one more thing.

A smack echoed throughout the house, as you laid on the floor dazed.

"Wow." Of course, this was the first thing you've said in a century. You were just hit once by the character and it knocked you clean on the floor. You literally wiped the floor with your face.

You rubbed your cheek, humming. No, it didn't hurt, the only thing that was hurt was your ego. So, being the smart person, you got up and reared a fist at the character, punching it clean in the face. You glanced at the screen, seeing the chat state "Y/c was slain by UNKNOWN ENTITY."