"But," he started, tilting the player's chin up with the tip of his sword. "Every ruler has their downfall eventually." The Watcher smirked at the player, a triumphant glint in his eyes. "While that may be true, we don't rule." The player leaned back, kicking the sword out of his face and, faster than the blink of an eye, held the Watcher at bow-point. "We protect." The Hermits are not my characters. Set in Season VII. As the title and cover says, this is fanfiction. I do not own the Hermits nor do I write for them. I write about the characters they present to us on screen. When the writing feather got bored, she rewrote her first official book ever. (plz dont look at it)

Hermits are hopping to season 6, but there are new hermit, who has a big secret. [WARNINGS]: -bad English (it's not my native language) -swearing [my very first story and I just know that this is going to be bad]

In the world of Minecraft, there are two beings that have powers. They are the Admins and Watchers, known as the universe's arms. Both disagreeing with what the other did to help, and violence was the way they chose to carry it out. That was years ago, it was brought to an end by four that the universe trusted, they were called Primals, having extraordinary powers. Now, trouble is brewing, the Watchers has captured an Admin, more specifically, a Primal Admin. What would happen when he escapes? How far are the Watchers willing to go for the experiment they are having? Will the Primals finally stop the conflict between the two sides? Do all the Primals have good intentions? Or do they mask the malicious intent they have? Could someone behind the scenes be pulling strings? == Cover Drawn and Edited by me, hope you enjoy this story! ~Yes another Watcher & Admin AU ~Why are you reading this horribly written story ~I need sleep ~My head hurts again AAAAA (No worries, I'm oki) ~Sorry in advance for the terrible plot

Grian is just a normal hermitcraft guy. He goes around pranking people and having fun, always with a good personality. But then something joins the server, determined to dig into Grians mind and change him forever. Grian starts hearing a voice in the back of his head. It gets deeper into his past, digging out power and an unsettling courage to corrupt things around him. Even though he already had a nag for friendly distruction this is a whole different situation. The voice is telling him to hurt hermits. Change hermits. Kill hermits. NPC Grian has come for revenge, and Grian is finding himself swayed by the voice. (This is not an Evo story although it will have mentions that Grian has been an admin. The watchers have nothing at all to do with this story, just the fact Grian has been an admin and knew some things he has forgotten. This story takes place in season 7. Not all hermits will have matching personalities to the actual hermit. This thumbnail was not created by me, it was created by Maiioz on X (forever Twitter). WARNING: Blood, depression, self-harm, death, some cussing, you know all the good stuff like that :) )

Description: "Heh, powerful as one can be having the best of both worlds, having the Admin and Watcher magic, you cannot resist against the code no matter how corrupted or clean it may be in your eyes. It's my duty to bring back the balance, meaning destroying the works of the brothers while I'm at it" The white hooded Entity sneered, hatred evident in his glitchy voice. Ruby red eyes drilling into the player's soul. As a smile crept up to its face as it tightened its grip on the winged player. He kicked it as he held his dual swords, by his side. "If you are doing your duty, I'm going mine" He growled. It looked amused despite the inhuman face it held, wanting him to continue. "My duty as the Protector" [-----------------] Disclaimer: I had a lot of inspiration from other writers so I hope you guys understand, I will try to make this as original as possible! Thank you and enjoy the story! [-----------------] Cover drawn and edited by me