Scar has been living with his younger brother in the tower for as long as he can remember. His mum, Cleo gives him only one rule: don't go on the ruins of the bridge. But when his family gets an unexpected call from owners of said bridge, the threat of all-out war arises. The teams? It's Scar against his own father... Only read this on Wattpad- anywhere else and it has been done without my permission. Thank you.

Grian's life was shattered into a million pieces a long time ago. So long ago, he didn't know whether it was ever even whole. When he joined Hermitcraft after running away from the Watchers, it was starting to come together, until season eight began and his life was thrown into chaos. The Watchers were there, and he didn't even know if they were good or bad anymore. He didn't know who to be scared of. And he was forced to question everything in silence, finding refuge only in his magic. And unfortunately for him, things don't always go the way he might have expected - not that he really had any expectations, anyway. There is some mild swearing. (The cover is literally just a picture of a galaxy about 140 million light years away taken by NASA) Total word count: approx. 40,000

Grian was running, running, and running. He'd been running for so long. Too long. His legs ached, his wings throbbing in pain from the many arrows that had been fired in his direction. But he knew he had to escape. Grian had gotten caught searching through [∷ᒷ↸ᔑᓵℸ ̣ ᒷ↸]'s chests, and had found something he was obviously never meant to see. Tucking the golden pendent in his shirt, Grian stopped running for a quick second, summoning his violet and black colored magic. He shot a blast behind him, causing the people who had been chasing him to faulter, a few falling backwards. The runaway pooled all his magic to his hands, creating a portal in front of him. "Goodbye, End." He quickly jumped though the slightly ominous red magic creation, leaving his home behind him and leaping into a brand new server.

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 :) )

Grian has been living with the Hermits for years. Long enough he thinks he has escaped his past for good. He hasn't, of course. And when his past caches up to him, the Hermits are left to pick up the pieces.