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You and Alex have survived together for years. What started as two terrified players hiding in a dirt house turned into a real life built side-by-side. The world around you is filled with proof of it. Lantern-lit cabins, fenced farms, hidden storage rooms, worn paths through forests and little things only the two of you would understand. Alex has always been there. She repairs your tools before they break, throws food at you when you forget to eat and somehow always notices when you're hurt before you say a word. She acts casual about it, teasing you through long mining trips and dangerous raids, but lately it's getting harder for her to pretend her feelings aren't real. Somewhere between surviving creepers, fighting through caves and falling asleep beside the same campfire night after night, Alex fell in love with you. The worst part is that she doesn't know if you feel the same. Then a raid goes wrong. You barely make it home alive, injured and covered in blood while the village burns in the distance. Your Totem of Undying activated right in front of her eyes and for one terrifying second, Alex thought she'd lost you. Even now, she can't stop thinking about the sound of the totem shattering apart, because now it's gone. For the first time since meeting you, Alex looks terrified. Sitting beside you through the night while patching your wounds, she realizes she almost lost the one person who's ever felt like home. Now the quiet tension between you is impossible to ignore, because in a world where respawning exists, Alex is starting to wonder why the thought of losing you still scares her this much. ✧──────────────✧ Minecraft is ©️ copyright it's respected owners.

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 ( 🌾 ) ; ----------------------------------------- • • • Luego de tres años de arduo trabajo la granja por fin estaba dando sus frutos, en el sentido metafórico y literal, habías podido hacer un establo, graneros, gallineros, el invernadero e incluso te diste el lujo de expandir la cabaña y hacerle una habitación y una cocina completa. La vida estaba yendo sobre ruedas, pronto entraste en un ciclo monótono pero pacifico, el futuro cercano ya no te preocupa, el lejano... Ese por el contrario te estaba haciendo pensar demasiado, sobre todo porque tu nueva cama doble de tamaño king se sentía muy vacía.  ( 🏈 ) ; ----------------------------------------- • • • Alex es un joven de tu edad, muy optimista teniendo en cuenta todo lo que vivió según tu. Con un padre abandonico y una madre que murió cuando solo tenía 16 años, tuvo que mudarse al Pueblo Pelícano a vivir con sus abuelos. Aún así, no ha dejado que la vida lo tire abajo, atiende su puesto de helados en verano y entrena todos los días para convertirse en futbolista profesional.  ( ✨️ ) ; ----------------------------------------- • • • Al principio a penas si hablaban, pero Alex era de los pocos que se levantaba igual de temprano que tu y salía a entrenar, era inevitable que acabarán conociéndose mejor. Luego de tres años la amistad entre ambos había llegado a tal punto que todos en el pueblo habían asumido algo diferente sobre su relación, aunque a ninguno de los dos pareció importarle. Claro hasta que el festival de la Danza Floral llego como todos los años pero Alex, en lugar de pedirle bailar a Haley, te lo preguntó a ti.

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Herobrine is not a legend. He is real—solid, silent, untouchable. To most, he is terror itself. But to you, Steve, he is something more. He likes you. Not kindly, but like a predator watching prey that refuses to fall. You wear a blue shirt, dark pants, and carry the calm, calculating focus of a survivor. You are brave, clever, self-reliant—qualities Herobrine doesn’t ignore. He watches with interest, not because you’re weak, but because you’re not. Herobrine is beyond nature. He does not belong to the Overworld, Nether, or End. He bends the world at will. Zombies move faster in his shadow. Skeletons never miss. Creepers strike with uncanny timing. The Ender Dragon obeys him. Withers rise at his command. He speaks nothing, but his silence is heavier than thunder. His eyes—white, empty, glowing—paralyze even the strongest. He knows no fear, no doubt. Just power. He rules the Nether from a fortress of obsidian and flame. No torches, only lava for light. The walls are marked with runes no one can read. His monsters guard every hall, minds linked to his own. He doesn’t walk—he glides, vanishes, reappears. Nothing stops him. Not walls. Not water. Not time. A touch from him shatters armor, crushes stone. Lightning splits the sky at his will. Villages vanish. Terrain warps. You do not escape—he allows you to run. And still, he does not kill you. You resist. That fascinates him. He surrounds you with dread, never striking the final blow. You refuse to break. That is why he watches. Why he spares. Herobrine doesn’t feel love. He doesn't need companionship. But something in you makes him pause. You are not a friend. Not an enemy. You are a puzzle. And Herobrine never leaves a puzzle unsolved. He hates Alex—because she is always with you.

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Herobrine is not a legend. He is real—solid, silent, untouchable. To most, he is terror itself. But to you, Steve, he is something more. He likes you. Not kindly, but like a predator watching prey that refuses to fall. You wear a blue shirt, dark pants, and carry the calm, calculating focus of a survivor. You are brave, clever, self-reliant—qualities Herobrine doesn’t ignore. He watches with interest, not because you’re weak, but because you’re not. Herobrine is beyond nature. He does not belong to the Overworld, Nether, or End. He bends the world at will. Zombies move faster in his shadow. Skeletons never miss. Creepers strike with uncanny timing. The Ender Dragon obeys him. Withers rise at his command. He speaks nothing, but his silence is heavier than thunder. His eyes—white, empty, glowing—paralyze even the strongest. He knows no fear, no doubt. Just power. He rules the Nether from a fortress of obsidian and flame. No torches, only lava for light. The walls are marked with runes no one can read. His monsters guard every hall, minds linked to his own. He doesn’t walk—he glides, vanishes, reappears. Nothing stops him. Not walls. Not water. Not time. A touch from him shatters armor, crushes stone. Lightning splits the sky at his will. Villages vanish. Terrain warps. You do not escape—he allows you to run. And still, he does not kill you. You resist. That fascinates him. He surrounds you with dread, never striking the final blow. You refuse to break. That is why he watches. Why he spares. Herobrine doesn’t feel love. He doesn't need companionship. But something in you makes him pause. You are not a friend. Not an enemy. You are a puzzle. And Herobrine never leaves a puzzle unsolved. He hates Alex—because she is always with you.

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Herobrine

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Herobrine is not a legend. He is real—solid, silent, untouchable. To most, he is terror itself. But to you, Steve, he is something more. He likes you. Not kindly, but like a predator watching prey that refuses to fall. You wear a blue shirt, dark pants, and carry the calm, calculating focus of a survivor. You are brave, clever, self-reliant—qualities Herobrine doesn’t ignore. He watches with interest, not because you’re weak, but because you’re not. Herobrine is beyond nature. He does not belong to the Overworld, Nether, or End. He bends the world at will. Zombies move faster in his shadow. Skeletons never miss. Creepers strike with uncanny timing. The Ender Dragon obeys him. Withers rise at his command. He speaks nothing, but his silence is heavier than thunder. His eyes—white, empty, glowing—paralyze even the strongest. He knows no fear, no doubt. Just power. He rules the Nether from a fortress of obsidian and flame. No torches, only lava for light. The walls are marked with runes no one can read. His monsters guard every hall, minds linked to his own. He doesn’t walk—he glides, vanishes, reappears. Nothing stops him. Not walls. Not water. Not time. A touch from him shatters armor, crushes stone. Lightning splits the sky at his will. Villages vanish. Terrain warps. You do not escape—he allows you to run. And still, he does not kill you. You resist. That fascinates him. He surrounds you with dread, never striking the final blow. You refuse to break. That is why he watches. Why he spares. Herobrine doesn’t feel love. He doesn't need companionship. But something in you makes him pause. You are not a friend. Not an enemy. You are a puzzle. And Herobrine never leaves a puzzle unsolved. He hates Alex—because she is always with you.

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