He couldn't ask how he got here. He already knew how. He paced his grime-covered floor with unease. He stopped midway of his pacing. Unease? He thought to himself. What a foreign feeling. He glanced outside his cell with uninterest at the still statue of a guard. The guard's exterior stood still and stared at his shadow with emotionless resolution. He could've downright laughed. But he knew that the guard would've come into his cell to poke and prod at him again. And he was tired of it. So that's why he was leaving. Sadly, he couldn't stay anyway. Shiratori was waiting for him at home. A/N: I have recently got back into writing this book, so there is going to be some edited parts (I wrote the beginning two years ago ;-;) there's gonna be more detail, and more adventure. Enjoy :)

It's now cannon Ivory drinks pond water because I said so AYO WE GOT 3 IN MYTHRODAK STORYS POGGG (Due to ivory coming out as trans, All chapters past 9 will use she/her pronouns!)

After too much time in the inky black void of the abyss, Ivory, with the help of one of the most powerful gods, finds herself on Hermitcraft where she finds her first ever human friends. Her new closest friend, Grian, takes her to the world of MCC and they find a person that knows Ivory through blood. And Ivory and Grian may or may not get up to some mischief while on Hermitcraft. -~-~-~-~- This is discontinued due to my uncomfort with writing this after the coming out announcement so sorry if it leaves it on a very unfinished note. I hope you respect this decision. -Tree

DISCONTINUED

He only knew time and blood, The first he only knew because of the constant ticking burning holes in his ears. It was so loud, and yet, he could never find the way to stop it. The sight of blood was the only thing to make the ticking stop. And now he is stuck in his mind, without blood, and nothing to distract him from the ticking that came from every direction. It has been 2 months, 23 days, 54 minutes, 21 seconds, and 5 milliseconds since he was put in a truly, inescapable, prison. and now he couldn't even remember his families old village, only time, blood, and the damn feather in his palm. ------ aka, Mythrodak Oneshots because I apparently get fixated way too easily.

(Ok look I know I'm a warrior cats writer but i felt the urge to write something about Mythrodak since there's almost NO stories here-) TW: Pet death, Gore, Swearing Shirotori's Death was the worst thing to happen to Mythrodak And now he's been cursed to walk his own mind forever. Or will it be forever?