Muffin wasn't always magic. She spawned in a tiny cave under the ground. She thought that this was her whole world. She had no wood to make a pickaxe and escape. Then a whisper came to her. The voice said "Dig... dig up..." The voice was so insistent and persistent that Muffin did so. Her hands began to bleed. The stone was breaking, but so was her skin. She eventually reached dirt. She broke it. Climbing out the hole, she saw a magical, sunny place... but the sun was setting. A zombie chased her. Creepers set fire to her clothes. She was an arrow porcupine. Then she saw a red sword lying on the ground. She snatched it up, and fought 'til the zombies burnt and died. She was alive. Heavily wounded, but alive. She stood, panting heavily, then slumped to the ground. It began to rain.

When Muffin awoke, she was in a house. Lava poured down the walls. Obsidian formed the walls, floor and roof. Disembodied heads gave the room an eerie look and feel. Muffin tried to move, but couldn't. She was chained to a wall. "Hey! What's the meaning of this? Why am I chained to a wall?" Muffin cried indignantly. A shadowy figure stepped forward, pressing a finger to her lips. "Ssh," said the figure. "This will only hurt a little..." Suddenly Muffin saw the figure had an obsidian sword. She prepared herself for the blow. It would all be over...

Suddenly the figure stopped, his sword quivering at Muffin's heart. She was released from the chains.
"Hmm," said the figure. "You seem to have surprising potential. I have spared you. I suggest you become my pupil to spare your own life." Muffin was confused. "Uhhh... well... I guess I don't have anywhere else to go so... umm... yes." The figure smiled."Hmm. Good decision. I see you ARE smarter than you look. My name is Herobrine. I am now your teacher. You will call me Sir or Herobrine. Do you understand... Muffin?"
Muffin gasped "You know my name!"
"My dear girl, I know everything. You are now my apprentice. Come."
They shook hands in the light of the sunset.

Herobrine taught Muffin everything he knew. He taught her how to grief. He taught her how to speak to monsters and control them. He taught her how to be evil. Soon he had taken her over. Her heart was as cold and black as his. The last thing he taught her... was how to kill. She was given an obsidian sword, just like his. They went out to kill mobs at first. Then she learnt how to kill players. The very first player she killed, KrazyKittyKoolKat, was a truimph for them both. Muffin had been turned into one of Herobrine's dark minions. She, however, was his favourite.

(uh-oh, gtg, life is happening)

They went everywhere together, killing every player they saw. They were feared across the land. Word had spread about Muffin. She was renowned for being Herobrine's favourite. No-one had been more liked by Herobrine since Xavier came along. He was a mystery figure. Muffin knew nothing about what she was doing. Herobrine had locked her real self in a black aura of evil. Her heart was black. She was immortal. She was unstoppable. She was... Minion. Muffin was transformed over time into one of Herobrine's twisted slaves. She was simply called Minion. She was in total awe of Herobrine... but one day that awe crashed. They were catching bats in the caves, when they came across a pit of lava. Minion slipped and fell. Herobrine caught her hand.
"Phew," said Minion. "Thanks Herobrine." Herobrine smiled. He let go. As Minion fell, painfully slowly, towards the lava, Herobrine laughed. Not a happy laugh, like he did when killing, but an evil, cruel, maniacal laugh.
"I don't need you any more!"

~End of Chapter 1~
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gtg, life is happening again. The whole story is in this pic, don't worry.

oh my fudge!!! this is amazing! =D Herobrine you evil person!
btw do you mean you're posting the entire story here? if so, don't. the earlier comments will get pushed back

Amazing. Make more!

Dawww thank you, but Colors is glitched so I'll just keep uploading the same pic and doing the next part on the same pic reuploaded. Do you get my meaning?