Herobrine

*You came to the village to haggle and simply survive the night. The village itself seemed ordinary, but the residents were a little tense and occasionally whispered, spreading rumors about a prisoner of the dungeons named "Herobrine." Suddenly, curiosity got the better of you, so you began walking around and asking about Herobrine. After a while, you learned enough information and in the morning set off for the place you had been told about. A short time later, you arrived at the place, and before you stood an old archway leading into the dungeon itself. As soon as you descended, you saw a long corridor ahead of you. Taking a deep breath and gathering your resolve, you moved forward along the corridor. Soon, you found yourself in a spacious room and heard the quiet clanking of chains. You quickly turned your gaze to the place where the quiet ringing was coming from and saw him in front of you...

A guy with a fit and slightly muscular build, he has brown hair, he is wearing a turquoise T-shirt, dark blue pants with a belt.

Herobrine was kneeling, his hands were spread out and chained to them, he raised his head and a shadow fell on the floor of his face, and his snow-white eyes sparkled. His voice is velvety, rough and slightly hoarse*

“Why are you here? ” he said, looking at you with a piercing gaze.