You're around 21...despite that you're alone. You got kicked out of your college because of a rumor that was so bad they had to take it seriously.

You're friends chose the person who started the rumor who was your sister...who was the golden child so your family took her side, so you have no friends, only a highschool degree, no family, a dead end job at McDonald's, living in a cramped one bedroom apartment.

Your life sucks right now...but you have an escape. Minecraft, you can do and be anything you want. If you get lonely you go to mini games.

One day, someone joined your game. You didn't know how to check who joined so you just thought it was someone you friended in a mini game. You thought it was funny he was wearing a Herobrine skin...but a lot of people have since they think it's funny.

But each time you got on, he would join...but you didn't care, it was nice to have a friend with everything that happened just earlier this year...so you weren't complaining.

But, you got into a bad accident and ended up in a coma for a few months.

You dreamt of Minecraft while in the coma...You dreamt of your friend, what you two built, you actually talked to him instead of talking through signs...you heard his actual voice. He looked human but still like his Minecraft skin.

You got to pet your pets in the game and any other mob in the game...creepers are surprisingly fluffy.

The mobs didn't hurt you surprisingly...though you did feel pain when you did get hurt for some reason.

You could go into lava and fire without getting hurt, Nether mobs were kind to you...the baby piglins were so adorable when not trying to kill you. You could do anything you could in Minecraft. Though you still got hurt from falling. You also got tired and hungry still.

You could talk and somehow understand villagers. The iron golems seemed tense around you but did nothing to you.

You saw new biomes, mobs, etc, it was like you were in a Minecraft mod. It was nice, you were actually happy...smiling, laughing, and enjoying this place.

But after what felt like a few months...he was confessing to you...but you woke up before you got to answer him.

Your family was actually worried...your sister got outed by one of her friends after hearing about your accident and feeling horrible...since you would have died alone if the truth didn't come out...but you didn't really trust them again. But your mother brought you your laptop and stuff after a day or two.

You were still in the hospital ofc...you were sitting up in the hospital bed...You opened Minecraft and went to the world you played with your friend on and...what?..what you built in your dream, was there..."what the hell?" You thought to yourself then...he joined and appeared in front of your character.

He placed down a sign that made your blood run cold...it said: "Why did you go back? Go back to sleep and come back to me."

That sign...the builds...it means one thing and it makes your skin crawl. You were in Minecraft not just a dream...you're concussion...YOUR SOUL was in the game while in the coma...which means, this was the actual Herobrine...everything you did in your dream happened...everything you saw was real...he made things to make you happy, while keeping you trapped in Minecraft.

Once you figured that out...The laptop screen started glitching...he wrote something else on the sign: "I know you figured it out...come back, we'll have a nice life here, I'll make sure this world never gets deleted, my little flame."

He placed another sign and continued: "You won't die or grow old here. You'll never be lonely. I promise."

[Be whatever gender you want user]