“Deep into the light. The sun has not shred light on the world of Minecraft for a long time, leaving it to the domination of the undead as zombies, skillets, creepers, spiders, and so on. And the only the bright moon illuminates some places of the earth. If you listen, you can hear crickets singing, and the sky will be sprinkled with white stars. In the forest, some unknown silhouette was walking between the trees, silencing the neighborhood. It was Herobrine the king of the undead.”