A prophecy had been told, a great darkness will rise again and a vessel shall be choosen. The prophecy long been told and the legend of the 'Dark Lord'. (Herobrine)
Four friends, Steve, Alex, Shandy, and Nick, must journey and fight together to save...
(A/N: This chapter contains violence, blood and so forth so if you're sensitive you may skip it)
Back in the castle on the mountainside, Entity303 is watching Null silently as Null patched back and forth, worried and furious. "Imbeciles! Useless rotten flesh! How hard can it be to catch a vessel?" He shouted angrily at the captains.
"Forgive us but he can control our lord's power against us. He can teleport himself away from danger and can manipulate lighting." One of the zombies growled.
"He just wiped out some of our soldiers during a siege in a village." Another growled.
Null glared at them furiously. He glanced over his shoulder as he noticed Entity303 leaving. He turned at him and curiously pry at him.
At the front archway entrance towards the castle, Herobrine appeared, he stood there for a moment gazing at the castle before he teleported inside. He teleported inside the throne room, he went up the dais and took his seat. At that exact moment, Entity303 and Null entered, they were surprised to see him sitting there, especially Entity303 who flared at him.
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"M-my lord!" Null sputtered.
Unexpectedly, Herobrine blinked in front of Entity303 and pinned him against a wall. "How daring of you to try to kill my vessel, Entity303!" He tossed him across the room. Entity303 gave him a murderous look as he unsteady shifted and knelt in front of him. "Spare my life for I have become a fool and had defy you. It will never happen again. My lord." Herobrine came and stood before him, "I would have impaled you on a pole if weren't for the sake of one third of my army who gave you their full respect. Mark my words, one more act of treason and I'll rip your head off your own shoulders and let your body float on your own blood!" He turned away and left him. Null gave him a hard look before he followed after Herobrine. Entity glared at him furiously and clenched his fists. "Damn you Herobrine."
At the end of daylight, Herobrine gathered his armies in preparation to marched to the Nether. He had them built a huge Nether Portal, he activated it using his power. He lead the army to wage war to the Nether King.
Meanwhile, Entity303 was watching the army of undead entered the portal before he took of in the air and dived inside the portal.
Meanwhile, the Nether also is preparing for the incoming war. The Warped Lord joined the war leading the Nethermen in battle. The Crimson Monarch and the Martial Heiress of the Basalt also joined in. Pigmen, wither skeletons, ghast, Nethermen, and piglins marched to meet the enemy - zombies, creepers, and skeletons.
They meet faced to faced in the Nether Waste Biome. The two forces clashed. Blood and screamed filled the place. Swords clanging, arrows whooshing, ghast shrieking, and creepers exploding. It was a nasty war. The Nether had the lead when it comes to the ground unit but they're losing when it comes to the air unit. The skeletons from the Valley of Souls kept coming in.
The fire in the war rages. Herobrine blinked and took down four wither skeletons, he struck down a group of pigmen with lightning strike. Suddenly he heard lashing sound, he jumped away as the Martial Heiress kusarigama came down. The Martial Heiress glared at him with eyes that is like lava and basalt colored hair. She tried again but Herobrien teleported and kicked her from behind. He gave her a smirked, unexpectedly, a golden long sword slashed him. Herobrine moved away and he glanced up and saw who struck him, he scowled at the Nether King!
The Nether King glared at him and raised his long sword again. Herobrine was bleeding badly, he was surprised that the sword can inflict great wound. He knew he had to be careful next time or he'll lost the control over the body. The Nether King rushed at him, he brought down the long sword but Herobrine parried it away. He jumped away as the Nether King slashed the sword at him again. The Nether King was much more taller than him. Herobrine examined him and his movements with the sword, he can see that the sword can penetrate any form of armory and can even break swords but he also noticed that the sword is heavy - this is an advantage for him to strike.
The Nether King dashed at him and slashed the sword, Herobrine jumped up to avoid being cut to half then he brought all his weight down on the sword. As he expected, the sword was heavy, as the sword was pinned on the ground he kicked the Nether King away from the sword. He dashed at him and thrust the sword through him, he then punched him, pulled out the sword from his chest and thrust the sword on the side of his head. Blood gushed out and the king dropped down dead on the ground, bathed on his own pool of blood.
Those who saw it stopped fighting and looked at his direction, everybody follows. Herobrine kicked off the crown off the king's head. He was now the new king of the Nether! Thus, here the bloody war ended and a new war is beginning to came upon the overworld.
*** Alas! Woe! He had fallen, he had fallen The Nether King has fallen A new king is crowned over the Nether Realm He is bringing with him a massive and destructive army to doom the Overworld! Alas!
