– WHO ARE YOU?!

Mason closed his eyes for a moment and stood still, as if away from keyboard, after their skin has changed: a big, Fort Mason, is now the lower and bald NPC, with a mustache and a beard. In one hand he carried a dark hat that looked like a Fedora, a typical hat worn by only one user. After Gameknight realized the letters floating above his head, the server filament stretched upward. The name was only five letters, but made up the name of the greatest minecrafter of all time:

N … O … T … C … H.

(So ​​far it is the same, but from now on things will change a little …)

– No … you can not be … The Creator.

But this time, who said it was not Gameknight999.

– I saw … You entered the portal. How did you get here? – asked Notch.

Standing right behind Gameknight, It was a young, lanky NPC.

– Shepherd … What are you doing here? – Asked Gameknight.

– No one can know that! Villagers can not normally act when they discover that I am your Creator. So I walk among them, acting as a NPC! – Mason whispered to Gameknight.

– Shepherd, go now! And forget what you saw here!…

But it was too late. Shepherd was kneeling on the floor, idolizing his master. Amid all this confusion, no one noticed a pair of white eyes watching behind a eucalyptus.

– GAMEKNIGHT, I AM SEEING YOU! – He shouted an irritating, cold, high-pitched voice.

“It can not be Erebus, he is already dead. But who could it be?” thought the User-that-is-not-a-user.

Again, that annoying voice … This time, laughing. Gameknight looked at the source of the voice, and saw: two glowing white eyes staring at him with an immense hatred behind the tree.

– Oh no … – whispered Notch.

– Who’s this? – Asked the User-that-is-not-a-user.

– Herobrine… The ghost of Minecraft.