Love in a Mine (continued)

Fury of a God

Herobrine had been fallowing Steve's trail when he found it, sending monsters out as scouts to find the next peace of evidence of where Steve had rested. he felt the smallest peace of concern for when he found many dried puddles of vomit with his last meals. but shoved it off, his mind flooded with anger had not let go of its hold. The god was unable to calm down, until he felt every trace of Steve vanish and scatter in a way. 

He froze for a day, confused and scared as to why Steve's entire code had vanished from the world! So he doubled back for the house they had been in before Steve ran off to find he wasn't just respawning. 

This mad him think the worst and his mind was pulling two ways. his heart was distraught but is mind clouded with earlier fury that had not left him yet. Up till he shattered. 

Herobrine felt broken, corrupted in a way. He was terrified of what he believed to have done to the man he was trying to love. He fell to his knees in front of Steve's house and wept as the sun rose. by now if he had died he would have respawned. 

And there was nothing, Herobrine had no clue as to what happened to Steve and decided to leave to the neather and search there. But came up short, it was clear Steve had not been in the neather at all really. no portals no nothing. 

The God returned to his own castle and his bed, laying down and wondering if he had tied himself to a bad dream at some point as a guilt trip or something, or maybe his dead brother had something to do with this, or maybe Steve was just gone. he pulled at his hair and roared out at the world, tearing at the room he was it, his bed in chunks, sheets in shreads, light shattered, and a hole busted through his wall. 

he calmed down after a couple hours, sitting with his back too a wall and his blazing white eyes shut tight.

he was a broken man.