Prologue/Introduction

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 There once was a peaceful group of nomads, wanderers who would spend one to two years in one place before moving on. In each place, the group spread out over the vast land and made it home.

They would build massive structures that loomed into the sky, create beautiful sculptures that pleased any passer byers, invent contraptions so complicated and slick it was almost theatrical, and sculpt the land to make it breath-taking.

Over time, the society developed a system for themselves. They took on the name "Hermitcraft," calling the members themselves "Hermits." The Hermits were all good friends, and each time they settled, many pranks and shenanigans would occur. However, the system was always smooth. No one wished any malice, and any conflict that arose was purely for enjoyment.

The society was headed by a man by the name of Xisuma, whom they called their Admin. Xisuma was a kind and just leader. He made the wisest decisions he could, and was fair to everyone. Although being Admin gave him certain powers, he never used them for fear of corruption.

Over time, new members joined with hearty welcomes and old members left with heartfelt goodbyes. Sore expressions and tear stained eyes were a rarity, and issues were quickly sorted out if need be. Memories were made and friendships strengthened.

And so, for many years, our Hermits lived in tranquility and harmony. War, famine, and hunger never threatened them. So, when a group of strangers arrived with battle hardened expressions and shoulders carrying the weight of the world, the Hermits were concerned and confused, to say the least.

It all started with a glitch in the system.


Author's Note 

I know this was a short chapter, but the the chapters that are actually part of the storyline will be longer.  Also, updates will be kind of infrequent or very frequent depending on my motivation levels and life things. So if this takes a really long time, uh, my bad. Hope you enjoyed this short part.  :P

-may the pog be with you,
the writer person

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