Many people have secrets. Most of them were something... reasonable. Something that someone else can relate to, if you look deep enough. Xanthus was certain, however, that no one shared his secret. Not everyone was a complete freak. And hiding something as powerful as complete control over fire is not something tha...
The Hermits once again have shenanigans coming their way as Helsknight starts causing mayhem on the server. Trying to summon every Hels to the server to destroy HermitCraft and take control. Will the hermits be able to save their server? Or will Helsknight be able to take over HermitCraft for his own evil wrongdoings...
[EvilXisuma has joined the game.] The message rang throughout the server, a slight ding coming from every hermit's communicator. Xisuma didn't really pay any mind to the ding, as it was common for the hermits to chat using the comms system. It's the sudden flood of messages afterwards that startled the admin greatly...
"Grian?" X panted. The figure before them stood, revealing that it was, indeed, Grian, although he was not looking great, His hair was wind-blown, sure, but it looked even more disheveled than that. His flying had been so sloppy that Xisuma had barely recognized him at first. His chestplate seemed to have been strappe...
Grian logged out one night on the server, but hasn't been on seen since. With no communication with him for days, the hermits turn to Mumbo. They ask if he can go visit Grian again. Hope you enjoy <3
~~~~~~~ Xisuma was an admin appointed by the Watchers. He is stuck under their control, and he hates every second of it. He's forced to let the watchers look through his eyes, use him like a puppet. But when a new watcher appears, Xisuma may have a chance to escape their control, to free the server from their grip. B...
IMPORTANT: I HAVE UNPUBLISHED THE ORIGINAL VERSION OF THIS BOOK BECAUSE IT SUCKED While working with command blocks, Xisuma found and activated a setting to give everyone magic powers. And now Hermitcraft is also on hardcore. Oh, and there are evil identities trying to murder them. wHaT CoULd gO wRoNg? *Story will...
A small boy wearing nothing but white and gray ran through the quieted parts of the popular server. He ran until he found the secret redstone door he saw his friend, and only friend to be frank, make it before his eyes. The boy stepped on the stone pressure plate, watching the pistols unfold the door in front of him...