The Heart of a God - a Minecraft Herobrine x Reader story

Yellow Star

The sun was warm and glaring. A gushing river was before you as Herobrine approached behind you from the thick forest.

"It's pretty." You said.

Herobrine nodded and took out his map. He traced something on it and looked up from it.

"The river here is approximately 100 meters long and meets with a desert. I can't tell you how big the desert is, though." Herobrine said.

You nodded and readjusted your bag. You stepped carefully onto the hill that curved downwards towards the water. Your boots squished in watery mud, making you cringe. Herobrine followed next to you.

The two of you followed the flowing water around the outskirts of the forest you left. It eventually curved and cut through the middle of a plain. You bounced up to the hilly plain, trying to shake off any remaining mud that stuck to your boots. Herobrine trudged upwards, slipping on the wet grass and tripping over his own lanky limbs. You waited for him at the top, trying not to laugh at his struggle. He stuck his tongue out at you as he finally climbed up. You smiled.

"Shut up." Herobrine grumbled.

"I have said nothing." You said, trying to hide your smile.

Herobrine huffed and went ahead of you, leaving you to try and catch up to him and his long strides. You felt the contents of your bag hit your hip as you jogged. An unusually hard, unidentifiable fruit clunked against you and you slowed down.

"Herobrine, wait up!" You called.

Herobrine looked over his shoulder and slightly slowed down as you caught up with him.

"I'm shorter than you, you jerk!" You said while huffing.

"Yes, I know." Herobrine said with a smirk.

You stuck your tongue out and he laughed. You tried to scowl at him but you couldn't help but laugh, too. He put his hand on your shoulder and pulled you next to him as you two walked. You couldn't help but get goosebumps where he touched you since his hand was very cold. You wondered how his temperature had even dropped at all during this warm afternoon. It seemed unusual and strange though you tried to not question it too much because, hey, it is Herobrine we're talking about here. The same thing happened the other night when you both slept around the fire. His skin had been terribly cold, but you guessed you were too tired to care at the time. Besides, it was very nice next to the hot fire...

You shook your head and walked ahead of him. You two kept in silence until the river took another turn. The grass of the plain faded into sandy dirt until it stopped at a desert. You stepped onto the sand and your feet sunk into it. You tripped as the softness of the ground took you off guard. Herobrine came from behind you and placed his hands on your shoulders.

"You alright there?" He asked, smiling.

You grinned at him and pulled from his hands, bending down and scooping up a handful of sand before playfully throwing it at him. He blinked in surprise as the sand ball hit him square in the chest. You laughed as his face turned from surprise to a grimace as the soft sand slid from his shirt.

"Come on! this was a clean shirt!" Herobrine whined.

"Oh, walk it off. It's sand." You said with a grin.

Herobrine stuck his tongue out and pulled off his bag, swinging it into the ground and shooting a small wave of sand at your legs.

"Hey watch it, man! These are your pants, remember?" You laughed.

Herobrine grinned and laughed with you, pulling the bag back over his shoulder. You spat out a rogue grain of sand and turned, trudging through the soft mounds.