DreamSMP and Hermitcraft Oneshots [By Request]

Can't Miss What You Don't Remember

COVER WILL BE ADDED SOON, I'M LAZY, LEAVE ME ALONE

As of July 6th, 2021, I have finally made a cover because I got bored one morning:

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Request From: Galaxy_Shard on AO3

Request: (((first idea: u mentioned in your book Two Worlds how Wilbur and Xisuma both play guitar, could you do something with them doing a performance together? And idea number 2: a massive hermit and dream smp christmas party.)))

THIS IS A PREQUEL TO MY FIC "TWO WORLDS", MIGHT MAKE SENSE WITHOUT READING IT, BUT I STRONGLY SUGGEST AGAINST THAT.

Enjoy.

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The man tilted his head curiously. "The greatest gift of all, you say?" His two companions stood on either side of him, watching.

They stood in the middle of a stone temple, frost shimmering across its entire surface. The ice crystals glittered as a few cold rays of sunlight hit it, glancing out from the edges of the thick white clouds that rolled leisurely across the sky.

He shifted as a fresh biting wind of cold air swept across the temple, bringing with it the distinct scent of new snow. He wore a helmet with a purple visor.

There was a presence in front of them, a formless spirit that glowed faintly, radiating power like that of a god. The shapeless being flickered in what could be interpreted as a nodding of their head.

The most powerful gift we have and will ever bestow upon mortals.

The man blinked. The voice he didn't exactly hear, but more felt, rumbling in the depth of his mind.

"I see." He said softly. "On the twenty-fifth?"

Yes. When it starts to snow, begin your ascent to this temple, and we shall meet you here.

The man nodded. His companion on his left, another man wearing a thick red cloak, a diamond blade gripped in his hands dipped his head, a gleaming crown resting atop his gold-strawberry coloured hair, also dipped his head, sharp grey eyes weary.

The third man tilted his head, a shining ceramic mask on his face, covering his expression. "Well, let's go then."

The first man nodded, peering back at the otherworldly being from under his helmet, eyes shining curiously behind a violet visor.

It flickered and vanished, and he slowly turned away, following his friend in excitement. It was happening.

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Techno glanced at Dream, noting his tense shoulders and brisk steps as they walked back to their friends, Xisuma trailing hesitantly behind them. "You're worried".