Herobrine x Reader

Hell

Herobrine Pov

       I walked through the stone structure feeling the whirling motion take over my senses. Slowly the Living world left my vision revealing the Underworld. The world was stone and fire everywhere. I smirked with evil tensions. I stepped out and was greeted by a beast. It had a dogs body but with three heads. I knew this beast.

 "Cerberus." my voice echoed slightly as I spoke. The giant dog stopped growling and stepped away so I could enter. I walked forward entering Hell fully. I looked around and started laughing darkly. 

"Great to be back." I walked past the beast with three heads and started to explore my old home.  Everything was as I had left it. Except for my home. The ruins of my castle was angering. I felt all my hatred well up in my chest as I walked forward to see what was left of it. I had to teleport my body to the entrance of the closet hall. I looked down and started to walk. 

The walls were worn down and broken with dust clinging to everything. Heat hung in the air like thick fog. I was never bothered by Hell's climate for I was the one who created this place and the fires inside it. I walked down the empty halls watching intently for anything that may help me. I walked over to the south tower looking skyward. Slowly I started climbing the stairs. There was something off about this tower. It was... cold. Not normal small chills but freezing. I noticed hints of ice and frost on the walls that grew more and more. Soon the wall was filled with thick ice that burned when I touched it. I looked at the ice studying it closely. There's never ice in the Underworld only fire and lava. I looked up where the ice thickened more. I walked to the top of the tower ready to kill. I reached the final step and opened the door. I was greeted with silence. Not a sound. Except for... Breathing? I looked around and and noticed a small figure laying atop a bed with blankets pooling around their waist. I walked closer a noticing the features upon their face.

 They where female and she was sleeping soundly. She had skin paler than snow, if that was even possible, while her lips had a purple tint to them as if they lacked blood flow. Her eyes had dark underlines that where made from lack of sleep, which was odd considering her position. I let my eyes travel down lower. She had a petite body with small breasts that where rising and falling as she drew and released breaths. Her clothing consisted of a loose fighting shirt that had wrinkled a bit ,showing her belly slightly ,with several pendants and amulets hanging from her throat with a choker. I stepped even closer to where I towered above her small form. Her breathing hitched slightly as she stirred in her sleep squeaking softly. 

Her hair was onyx black with red here and there but what was weird was she had green bangs. The color stood out more because of it's misplacement. I gently placed my hand on the bed post leaning closer to get a better look. She stirred more and opened her eyes. They were deep purple irises filled with hints of blues and greens. They where beautifully intensified when her long dark lashes flew down to accent the coloring. Her eyes held curiosity as they fell upon my features but held nothing more. She wasn't afraid of me like others. She wasn't screaming or running just staring. Slowly she rose from her bed into a sitting position causing me to move as well. She stretched her arms out over her head cracking a few joints in the process. Once she returned her arms to her side she looked at me once more.

 "Your Herobrine aren't you?" She asked. Her voice was a rich Irish accent filled with curiosity and sincerity. Her lips moved perfectly as my name rolled from her tongue. I had to shake my head to regain my composure to respond. 

"I am. And last time I checked this is my home you are in." I stepped back narrowing my eyes down at her. "Not anymore. Not sense I was cursed to these ruins by Notch to live here for eternity." She said looking into my eyes. I thought for a moment. I recall a story about a goddess who was cursed to a realm like mine but that's all it was. A story. I closed my eyes trying to bring forth a name from the story. "It's Abigar." Came the lady's voice. I opened my eyes looking down to her.