~Hermitcraft~ That's it, that's the description : D But no, really, all I can say is that this book is full of STUFF and THINGS about Hermitcraft, OC lore and my HC multiverse lore! No, I still don't have a name for said multiverse ,:P... Also you should go send love to all the wonderful senpais that have commented in this book... They're all really cool and I love them very much *^w^* ... And no, I still don't know what I'm doing :3 (Disclaimer: All content in this book is written about the HC members' Minecraft personas, NOT the real life content creators. This book also contains the shipping of said personas. If such content makes you feel uncomfortable, please feel free to not read on!)

Grian goes missing and Xisuma has a guess on who could have caused it. The past is dragged up as the other hermits try and save their friends, making some new allies along the way. hermitcraft fic, grian centric (actually it focuses a lot on everyone! Grian is just the catalyst ;3) watcher involvment (not super centric though), season 7, au based, tw for some violence and mentions of blood! Hels is pretty centric, so if you're not interested in alt versions of the hermits don't read!

the war was never gonna be pretty how will everyone be after the war.......even when someone comes back from the past, what will grian and the others do when suddenly Sam appears?! Who knows all I know is...a healing heart takes time (this is a take I know its just for fun and credit to pichuu.png on instagram) Ranks #1 taurtis #1 hermitcraft

I'll be posting all of my HermitOber entries here. Expect daily entries for the month of October!

oh look, a third book of Hermitcraft stuff :') ships, smut, fluff, angst, all that stuff will all be present here

"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 strapped on in a hurry, as it hung awkwardly on his body. And then there were his eyes. Bags had formed under them and they were quite bloodshot, yet there was a certain wildness to them. His eyes were wide open despite his fatigue, and he looked more than a little frantic. "Guys! You can't be here!" "What?" X tilted his head in confusion. "Why not?" Grian turned to Scar. "Can't you feel it?" Scar didn't understand. "Grian? What are you talking about? Feel what?" "The magic!" Grian cried. "It's too dangerous for you to be here!" "Grian, you're not making any sense." By now, Grian was visibly shaking. "Just - please tell me you didn't go inside." "We were just coming out," X replied. Grian's eyes, if even possible, grew larger, the redness accentuating the anxiety therein. No - not anxiety. Fear. What happens when Xisuma, Scar, Joe, and Wels stumble upon a strange temple in a distant jungle filled to the brim with magic? What happens when Grian's past is thrust back upon him, after only a year of peace? And why is everyone changing?

(A revised Origin book) (Also, this is my headcanon, so yes. Use this to refer back to references in my main series) (It's Season 6) (Takes place before 'Gifted') (The following prophecy is pieced together from all POV) The prophecy: Raging fire, stormy seas A great evil cause many to flee Twenty two souls must join the fight Lest they fall back in the plight. Helmeted Pride, hold back your tears Son of Da Vinci, hold back the curse. Prince of Phoenix, swallow your fears. Dragon Blood must swallow the madness and fear Heir to Demons, keep your secrets close. King of Justice, slay the beast, chant the final verse. Icy One, keep them together. Experiment will start the war. The Psychopath will find the missing piece. The Bouncy One must deal the final blow The scarlet one will fall; take the sacrifice. The Ninja will sharpen the sword. Fairwell, keep your word. Undead shall rise to make up for what was wrong. The Wolf will know the truth. The cyborg will unleash his rage. Be reborn, find the right mark. The thief will know where to start. The sailor will rise and fall. Wide eyed one, catch the one who falls. Son of the Smith, ring the bells for war. The tempest is coming; be ready on your feet. (Summary) Twenty two different people from different backgrounds must stand their ground against a great evil that had destroyed their past lives. Some were royalty. Some had a steadfast destiny. Some were content already. But when it is no longer enough to hide, these souls must fight and unite, whether they wanted to or not.

bro·ken /ˈbrōkən/ (of a person) having given up all hope; despairing. "he looked up, into the eyes of a broken man" Hey guys! So, this is my first attempt at writing any kind of story not for school, so please don't hate on me. Constructive critisism is allowed, and please point out any spelling errors. Thanks for being here, and enjoy the ride :)

"Each world has its own story. Even if you tried to get a story from me, I wouldn't be able to tell you half of it. There is so much life in each build and block, and each event has told their own tale. But it has to start somewhere." Fate has the oddest ways of getting people together. It might tear your world apart as you know it. It might give you loss and grief. It might even show you a side that you never knew you had. But it does all this for a reason. What is that reason? Well... You'll have to find out. This is the origin of how Hermitcraft came to be. Just remember-- Every end of a story is a new beginning for another. - Some information before you start the story: - This story takes place before Hermitcraft officially started, so maybe 7-8 years ago or so. - Despite this, though, the world is set in 1.13/1.14. - If you die, it's permanent. There are no respawn mechanisms. - The backstories for each character are based around events that happened in Season 6, which might not be relevant in seasons to come. - The total word count for this story is 49,001. It was originally published on October 16, 2019. - I try to mention each Hermit at least once, but I might have missed some. DISCLAIMER: This book does hint at a bit of shipping. I write ships based on the Hermits' Minecraft personas and not their actual IRL selves. None of this content is meant to offend anyone, it's purely a writing hobby. If any of the Hermits find any of my content disrespectful or uncomfortable, I have no problem in taking it down. With all that being said, enjoy the story!

Welcome to a book that you will be part of! Yes. YOU. More details inside! The people of hermittpad go on a roadtrip... What could possibly go wrong