Hero suddenly found himself in a strange dimension. The sky was an ominous red with pitch black clouds. He was sitting on ground that was made of bedrock, and the void fog effect, usually found at the bottom of the Overworld and the Nether, was more intense. Hero could still see the outlines of rolling hills through the fog. The entire dimension was dead silent. Even the wind was silent when it would blow.
Where's the Spirit of Herobrine? He's usually in my dreams… Hero wondered. Where am I, and how did I get here, anyways? I thought that I was just outside the boundaries of the Accursed Swamp-
You are in my domain, Lucais. an androgynous voice rang through Hero's mind.
“Lucais… that would have been my name, had I not been the Fourth Incarnation- WAIT, how do you know, and who are you,-” Hero began to say, as a figure with red eyes and a white hooded robe approached him. This figure had pit