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hermitcraft

Grian giggled as he took another of Scar's doors.

Flying over to his small hobbit hole, putting it in his secret chest with his stash with other doors.

He flew out.

A blinding light covers his eyes, causing him to crash into the wall.

Laughing, he covered his eyes, confusion glinting in his eyes.

"It's a-"

"Portal?"

His brows furrowed, deciding not to fly but walk, he went over.

His gut told him not to go in, but curiosity took the best of him.

>Grian left the game

>Xisuma: what?!

Mumbo's eyes widened.

Grian couldn't leave the server (world)

Why would he?

He shook his head, taking it as a bug and that the communicators learnt how to prank them.

He started to walk out of his own hobbit hole, ready for the Hermit Challenges.

But before he could even leave the hole, a blinding light filled his vision.

He stood a stance, his arms covering his eyes.

"What the-" he uncovered his eyes.

Seeing a portal.

His eyes grew wide with curiosity, a smile pierced onto his lips.

And he went in.

>Mumbo left the game

>Xisuma: what is happening?

>Iskall: ....

Iskall sighed.

His 2, although annoying, friends had somehow left the server.

The hermit challenges idea couldn't be brought out.

So he decided to grab a bunch of oak logs and start to work on his omega tree.

As he got there, a blinding light covered his vision, as he stumbled back at the sudden brightness.

He looked for what caused it.

Finding the source, he inspected it.

"Oh" he stood still.