10̷11110̷1: Seth Robins' Command Game

Chapter 1

Our story begins in the far out town called Hermitcraft.

Hermits were the people chosen from the real world and granted the gift of living out in the forest and building to their heart's content.

All you needed was a special scholarship for your design and architecture skills.

Grian had been there for about three years now, and he was familiar with the process. It was only a select few that were allowed to join them, and they all seemed to get along nicely.

It was currently New Year's and everyone was celebrating at Scar's palace, wandering around and chatting while Etho and Tango were in charge of the fireworks outside.

The chatter died down after they saw Mumbo gently clink his glass with his spoon.

"Hi there everyone!" He smiled, stepping up onto one of the tables so everyone was able to see him. "I hope you all are having a wonderful new year."

People clapped and Mumbo chuckled, smiling brightly.

"I have some exciting news to share with you all!" He handed Scar his glass and nodded at him in thanks. "As you all know, last year we didn't get anyone new to join us here, but this year two new people are going to be living here now!"

The crowd erupted in chatter, all very curious about who they were.

"I hope you all could join me in giving them a warm welcome next week on January 8th." Mumbo said before stepping down, and people clapped.

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Grian folded the box and walked out of his old base, ready to start out fresh this year.

As he did one more lap around his home, he saw a journal under his bed.

He dusted if off and felt a wave of familiarity when seeing the red and black cover.

This was my journal from when I first got here.

He glanced around to make sure he was alone before opening it. It was pretty empty, all things considered; only the first couple pages were filled.

Grian's eyes scanned the words off the pages, taking in every sentence.

"Don't get me wrong, I like it here, but it just feels like I'm missing something. I wonder if there's some sort of end to this world. People tell me we always stay around the same spot, we just move further in the forest to create new buildings. But it's as if whenever you try and go find your old stuff, you get lost. Why is that? Where does it all go?"

Grian paused at the end of the last journal entry and stood up, putting the journal in one of his boxes.

As he carried his stuff out, he glanced back at his base one more time.

"Where does it go?" He whispered.

"Hey Gri!"

Grian glanced over his shoulder and saw Scar smiling and waving.

"Oh- hi Scar. What's up?" Grian put down his boxes in the wagon before taking the handle.

"I was just about to head down to the station, wanna come with?" Scar strolled over to his friend.

"Umm..." Grian glanced back at his base, hesitating as he thought.

1) Go with Scar to meet the new people

2) Go later and explore a bit