Prologue

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PROLOGUE

Herobrine. I hate him. He is the cause of everything bad that has happened to me. Fifteen years ago, when I was a mere three years of age, him and his forces ambushed my city. We had skyscrapers, which he knocked down. We had stores, which he stole from, then burnt down. And we had innocent citizens, which he killed. The only reason I am alive now is because of my parents. In fact, I am the only person from the whole city that is alive now. Everyone else is dead.

My parents saw Herobrine's army approaching before anyone, and warned each and every person. Then they ran away with me. We were sure we were safe, when the trees suddenly caught fire around us, surrounding us, leaving us with no hope. A voice had boomed from above, telling us that we were going to die, which was already obvious. We had all looked up and gasped at the sight. It was Herobrine. I still remember those glowing eyes, his diamond sword, and his creepy smile. But my parents had whispered to me that they would have to go away forever. I didn't know what they had meant then, so I figured that they were supposed to be comforting, but they haunt me today. Then, when Herobrine wasn't looking, they threw me through a small, one-block gap in the flames, and I never saw them again. I wandered off to a distant village, where a man who was trading found me and raised me. I have always wanted to get my revenge on Herobrine, but he has never let me. He wanted me to wait until I was eighteen. And now, here I am, on my eighteenth birthday. I am ready to get revenge as my birthday present. It is time for revenge.

Down with Herobrine.

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Hey. I hope you enjoyed. I know it was short, but don't worry, that is only the prologue. The real chapters will be longer than this.

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-HerobrinesSon

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