It was a dark, foggy night at the village of Dean. The villagers were packing up when the sky began to rain blood, necromancers began to spawn and invaded the houses. Death was in the air, then a tornado of souls formed. The shape of a glowing man appeared inside and they all knew who it was. All the people ran to there shelters, as the tornado exploded, “I thought you would be more defiant”. Everyone turned around as the relics of the tornado transformed into the demon they all feared!! “we knew you would come for us and swallow our fate Herobrine!” shouted the elder ” what do you want from us?” 

” Your souls”  and killed them all!