[Brina]: Herobrine and I used to be like…Well, brother and sister! Brother Notch was always away on vacations, he never paid attention to me. So I followed Brother Herobrine everywhere, even into The Nether.
I had already died of old age and been reborn too many times to count. I was a little girl at the time he was last in his true form—those years between the death of one Player and the birth of the next.
Since Notch was always away, Herobrine had no choice but to watch over me. The Nether was indeed dangerous, but he was very protective. I was barely allowed out of the fortress. I guess all that time in The Nether corrupted me for a while there…But on the plus side, I learned to command fire. The older and more corrupt I got, the less Herobrine cared for me. Once Steve was born, Herobrine turned into a helpless infant and I was left to fend for myself.
I appreciate all he’s done for me regardless. He’s always been a stubborn idiot, but he’s still my big stupid brother, and I know he’s always got my back. Whether he’s in Steve’s pathetic form or not…
[[A/N: Reminds me vaguely of Bioshock. XD]]