The Minecraft Diaries – Secrets under the Surface: Herobrine’s Lost Diary
(This transcript of Herobrine’s diary takes place before the story of GameKnight999 and five decades after the disappearance of Steve’s brother. While you’re reading this, the picture may be a little fuzzy as I had to guess some words that were faded out and kick out some sentences that were scratched out in his diary. I also have to give credit to RedSnake4853 for the beginning of the story, too!)
For our kinds’ goods and for the freedom we want…
I tried to regain control of my mind, but I can’t…
GET YOUR DAMN MIND TOGETHER, HEROBRINE. GET……
We will destroy The User-That-Is-Not-A-user…. For good…
“I will… master…” I said.
“I will obey your order…”
GET YOUR DAMN MIND…
=Herobrine – The Lost Diary=
So… I found this diary in a cave… somewhere…
I read through it, but I couldn’t make sense of it, other than the feeling that I’m connected to these… events. There were more questions than answers floating in my head.
I have a brother named Steve?
We went on a journey to defeat the Ender Dragon?
I was taken away by my master Entity 303 who calls himself The Shapeshifter?
I shut the book and closed my bright white eyes.
I don’t understand…
Reading the book made me regret all the things I have done in my past life. According to this diary, I have done so many good things, I have helped so many people who needed aid.
And now I’m throwing fireballs at villages and watching them burn to the ground.
Suddenly, there was a knock on my door. I went over to the wooden door and creaked open the door.
It was Ka-Dol, the commander of the zombie army.
He simply said, “You are needed in the laboratory, Dark One.”
“Alright then,” I responded, “Just head back to the office, I’ll be there in a moment.”
“Okay, but you better come here quickly, it’s very urgent.” Ka-Dol said, and with that he strolled off into the hallway.
I looked down in my diary.
Whoever you are, Steve. I thought, I’m sorry for what I would do in the next moment.
I cracked open the chest and threw the diary into it.
