Raiders: An Entity 303 x Herobrine Fanfic

CHAPTER 11: STILL HATING EACH OTHER

===The Next Day===

Herobrine slowly fluttered his white eyes open.

It took him several minutes before he realized that he was awake.

He slowly stood up.

He found himself lying on the grass...

The same, bloody grass that he lied on last night.

Herobrine thought he's dead. He thought that Entity had severed his neck and pierced his head on a pole. He thought that he was just a ghost now.

Wait...

If he was alive...

What the fuck just got into Entity's mind and didn't finish him off?

Herobrine slowly blinked.

He guessed that the Peace Raider gave him a second chance.

But...

Despite that, Entity was still an enemy. He wouldn't say 'Thank you' to that ugly, hooded moron.

Then, he felt his stomach grumble.

He hadn't eaten for two straight days.

He looked around, and saw the wolves' carcasses still there.

Maybe he would just roast a wolf for now...

No...

They were all roasted already!

Herobrine hungrily ran to the nearest body, summoned a flame, and reheated it.

While doing so, he noticed that the other wolves (the ones he hadn't burned.) weren't around.

Guess Entity took them and cooked their meat for his breakfast.

Ah, survival... You should eat whatever is around– be it wolves, cats, fish, chickens... Even the Undead. (Not to mention the Skeletons– Herobrine's teeth can't crack them. Nor the Creepers– they tasted like ashes and gunpowder, which he hated a hundred percent.)

He had lived on raw flesh-eating, cannibalism and even eating the Undead. (His favorites were the Endermen– their sweet Ender blood and chewy flesh... And also the Zombies– with their soft and savory flesh– were just perfect for Herobrine's taste.)

Of course, he wouldn't have to choose the food he'll eat.

He put out the flame, and started to pinch the wolf's flesh.

He pulled out some of it, and ate the flesh.

It tasted like beef– strong and somewhat chewy and juicy– just what Herobrine's fangs liked the most.

Came to the point that he was tearing into the wolf's body hungrily, not minding about the disgusting fur. (Not really: for Herobrine, the fur tastes like finely grated cabbage. He likes it raw more.)

In no time, the wolf was left into nothing but bones.

Herobrine loved to eat, but he was full already; the wolf was a lot larger than him.

He knew he can't preserve the delectable and precious flesh, so he left, teleporting to his cabin.

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Entity 303 was eating some wolves' flesh. He just finished cooking.

He had trouble on eating, since he wasn't accustomed in eating such creatures.

And he hated the flavor and texture of the wolf meat.

But if he wanted to survive, he must eat anything that comes his way. He shouldn't be choosy in hunting.