Hermitcraft 6 short stories

Murder Mystery

Enjoy that artwork I put together. Blood warning for it although it sucks

Death warning of course, it's a murder mystery :)

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You have been warned. . .

Grian ran through the trees. He couldn't believe his eyes. He had to tell the others.

The forest was thick. He can't believe he walked that deep in just what felt like five minutes. Now it was taking almost twenty-five minutes to get back to Hermitland. He finally saw the light at the end. He wasn't at Hermitland, he was at the shopping district. The sun was already going down, which didn't make him feel all that better. He was too paralyzed to fight off any of the monsters spawning. He didn't pay attention to the world around him, what happened just kept playing on repeat in his head, each time always comes with a whimper, tears slowly forming.

"Grian!" He came back to reality, watching as Iskall slayed a creeper nearby. "Be careful dude, that creeper nearly blew you up!" He explained. "Thank goodness I came to stock up Sahara."

"Iskall! I saw- I didn't- Zedaph- Me- Walking in- forest and I- I- I-" Grian fumbled with his words. His face was deathly pale and he was in tears.

"Woah, slow down bro. What happened?"

"Ze- Zedaph is dead! He was murdered!"

Flashback

Grian and Zedaph wanted to hang out that day, and decided to take a stroll though the forest right by Hermitland.

"The trees are so pretty."

"Oh my gosh! Look that fox is so cute!" Grian ran to pet it. Zedaph laughed at the short dirty blonde.

"Let's keep walking, maybe we'll find some parrots." He told him. The new hermit squealed in excitement.

"Bye foxy!"

The two continued walking into the forest, they were having a blast.

"Yo Grian!" Zedaph ran up to a tree. It looked like one of those trees that had been standing in the forest for over a thousand years. "I dare you to climb this tree."

"Ha, I'd accept that, but I'm looking for parrots, not a challenge." Grian joked.

"You're just being a coward-" A knife ran right through Zedaph's chest.

"Very brave of you to not look up though. . ."

Blood flowed out his mouth, tears forming.

"R-Run, Grian!"

"W-what?! Zedaph I can't leave without you!" Grian yelled, on the verge of crying.

"It's too late. . ." He pulled out the knife as Zedaph collapsed. "Tell no one. . . Or you're next. . ." He jumped back onto the old tree. "You have been warned. . ."

Grian gulped, he doesn't know who it is, he's still safe. . . Right?

End of flashback

"I-Iskall, please. . . I-I don't wanna die. . ." He hugged his fellow Architech tightly, tears now falling onto the lime green suit. "P-Please help. . . I-I'm not s-s-safe anywhere. . ."

Iskall frowned at the desperate gremlin, hugging him back. He checked his communicator.

Zedaph was slain by #*%&$*÷&

Xisuma: Uh. . . What?

MumboJumbo: Now that's weird to see

MumboJumbo: Have to say also quite terrifying

"The communicator doesn't even say who killed him." Iskall stayed silent for a moment. "How did you not even notice them?"

"I-I think they jumped down from the tree Zedaph was s-standing next to. . ." Grian wiped his tears. "I should have seen that coming. . . I'm such an idiot. . ." He professed, more tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Grian, no, you're not an idiot." He knelt down to the younger's height, using a thumb to wipe a tear of his face. "Neither of you could have predicted what was gonna happen. . ."

"I-I had a gut feeling. . . But I didn't listen. . . Now Zedaph is dead and it's all my fault. . ." He croaked.

"Grian, you did listen. If you climbed that tree then both of you would've gotten killed." His name may be ice-cold (literally), but his heart is as warm as the sun. "I promise, I'll keep you safe. PvP master, remember?" Iskall smiled.

"But-"

"If you are really worried, you can use the Dragon bunker for now." Grian thought for a moment, before nodding.

"Alright." Grian pulled him into another hug.

But why would someone do this? Iskall thought to himself. "M-maybe because they got b-bored?" Grian mumbled. Iskall didn't realise he said it out loud. "Or. . . Or maybe it's like Xisuma's alter ego, Evil X, b-but worse. . . Everyone has a bad one, right?"

"I guess." Iskall snickered. "But I have yet to see yours. Unless it's NPC Grian or something like that." He joked.

"You seriously do not wanna see my baddo alter ego, Iskall." Grian warned. He was dead serious about it. "If it ever came out on the server, I wouldn't feel any regret sending myself to the cells of Area 77." (Oh look at that 777 words just like that)

"I'm curious to see it but at the same time also quite afraid now." Iskall told him.

"Please be more scared than curious! I don't wanna hurt you!" The blonde pleaded. He really gave the richer Hermit his puppy dog eyes, as if begging for diamonds.

"Alright. But if you feel any different, fly straight to Area 77, pretty sure Doc will still be keeping security up." The Iskallium king suggested before taking off into the black, starry night sky. "See ya, G!"

"Please be careful!"

"Do as the young gremlin says, or the end might just be near for you. . ."

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Word count: 887 words

Ah this one was cringey too I'm sorry I'm so bad at writing deaths!

I wonder who I should kill off next 🤔