A Glitch In The System

The Glitch (Grian POV)

One morning, in the jungle covered land the Hermits had settled in, a small, blonde gremlin was working on a redstone project. The redstone project itself was just a simple farm, but this one particular Hermit was worried.

He was building a simple sugarcane farm, next to his grand mansion. The mansion cast a shadow over the farm, making the process of placing the materials slightly tedious as he fumbled around trying to find the correct positions.

Now, it was no secret that he was inadequate at redstone, and he messed up frequently. But usually, his errors resulted in him having to redo the redstone dust, or construct a new part of the contraption. He had never seen anything like this in one of his mishaps.

Hovering a few feet above and slightly to the left of his farm was a strange mirage. It was a vaguely transparent, blue tinted image, circular with a radius of about 3 feet. It gave of electricity sparks, charging the air around it.

Muttering to himself, he hopped off the ground, spreading his wings to investigate. He drew close, but not too close as not to harm himself. The object had a swirling center reminding him of a nether portal, but it was light blue instead of purple.

Was this simply a blip in his redstoning abilities? It didn't seem like something that would happen, but seeing as he had once transported himself and his friend several ages into the past, it could be likely. He frowned. Maybe his redstone-capable friends would know what the issue was.

Quickly, he took out his communicator, a small square device similar to a cell phone. He sent a quick message to his fellow jungle-dweller and waited for a reply. A minute later, he received word that his friend was on the way.

While the other headed over, the blonde Hermit continued to investigate the mysterious thing. He fluttered to the ground and picked up a nearby rock, tossing it at the mirage. The rock immediately god sucked up, disappearing without a trace as it passed through. He flinched, reminding himself not to get too close.

Soon, his friend arrived with a shulker box, flying in and circling down. The shulker box clearly was a redstone kit, painted red and labelled clearly. The blonde Hermit hoped it would be able to fix the slightly scary mirage.

"Hallo Grian!" his friend greeted in his signature way, smiling and waving.

Grian landed next to him. "Hey Iskall," he said back.

Iskall was a big man, broad shoulders and relatively tall. He had fluffy brown hair and a beard, with a robotic monocle over one eye. He was especially tall compared to Grian, and had to look down a bit to see him. "So what do you need help with, dude?"

Grian looked up at him. "I think I messed up some redstone pretty badly."

"What else is new?" Iskall asked teasingly.

Grian laughed, but shook his head. "I mean worse than usual. Like, 'glitch in the universe' worse than usual."

Iskall frowned. "How did you even-"

"I don't know," Grian responded. "I was hoping you would know."

"Ok, let me have a look," Iskall offered. Grian pointed up at the thing, seeing Iskall's eyes follow his finger. The taller let out a thoughtful sound. "It looks almost like a glitch..."

Grian gazed at it. Now that his friend had mentioned it, it did sort of look like a glitch, like the universe was lagging in that spot. "Yeah, you're right. And when I throw things at it, they disappear. How strange," he murmured.

Iskall looked back down. "I don't exactly know what this is. I can try to see if redstone helps, but it doesn't even look like it has something to do with the farm you're building."