EX P.O.V.
Why don't you remember me?
We had so many good memories...
Then you just forgot.
How?
Why?
After everything, why did this happen?
Please...
Remember me...
Brother.
Grian's P.O.V.
Why?
Why do you care about me?
It's all my fault.
It's my fault that Doc's dead.
It's not just Doc, either.
It's everyone.
My old friends.
The Evolutionists.
How did both of you forgive me?
It's all my fault.
X's P.O.V
What was this feeling?
Why would I forget something that feels so important?
How would I forget this part of my life?
And most importantly, if I truly did forget something, what did I forget?
Mumbo's P.O.V.
Why had this happened?
Why had they just accused someone without any concrete evidence?
It was so obvious, looking at it now.
There were so many people who could have accidentally killed Doc and blamed it on Grian.
Why had they been so quick to assume?
???'s P.O.V
Everywhere was silent.
People were contemplating their poor life decisions.
Plot was always against the heroes.
She could only hope that the stories could keep them alive.
The other was fading faster than her.
The story needed to move fast.
She might become weaker, but there were so many WIPs that could feed her.
The other came up more at endings.
Hopefully, they would survive the cruelty of plot and all work in balance once more.
So this chapter was short.
Also, the last part wasn't even that important for this story and I updated yesterday.
I just thought this was a natural place to end this and this chapter was a good place to add some lore that is going to take place throughout my stories.
And I wanted to work a bit on my stories in general, and this one is the most popular.
-HPGacha
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Sorrow(A Hermitcraft Fanfiction)
Fanfiction'He knew they wouldn't believe him' Grian was the admin of Evo. Evo quickly became corrupted by Herobrine. Grian desperately fled to Hermitcraft. Now, Herobrine is messing with Grian again and sends him into a spiralling depression with all the othe...
