WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!: This fic is rated as PG-14+, so read at your own risk! There's swearsies, suggestive references, and LOTS of blood of gore! Be aware! Also! The art for the cover is NOT MINE! It's by @infiniteworldtype on Tumblr, so go feel free to check them out and give them some love! (Link to image: https://infiniteworldtype.tumblr.com/post/186915005205/admins-play-god-in-their-world-that-they-create ) _________________________________________ Glorious in life, eternal in death. That's what the Shadowbyte Army had told its soldiers for years. That their loyalty and skill granted an unforgettable legacy after they died. That following their orders would bring them prosperity while appeasing their superiors. And everyone believed it. Why would their saviors lie to them? After they saved their lives in the first place? It's what a group of eight of those soldiers believed. When they were brought together to take over a single World, occupied by a small group of people known as HermitCraft. When they broke past its firewalls and set foot on its soil. But when their plans go horribly wrong and they're taken hostage by their perceived enemies, something begins to stir inside of them, one by one. They start to question their faith and loyalty to the Shadowbyte Army, to it's powerful leader and founder, Ecryptos. Everything they had ever known is put in a brand new light. And they soon realize that they are part of a much more sinister plot... But will they agree to break their oath to stop it once and for all?

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]

Hey so here's an idea I had in mind. This story takes place on the Hermitcraft season 7 server and all the hermits are thrown into a war after gaining special abilities. But not is all that it seems. Maybe it's something much more... I guess some things are out of your control. This is my first story so definitely gonna be cringe and some shipping... sorry not sorry... Art is not mine. Hope you enjoy!

We must focus on guiding the Magic; not controlling it. For it is through controlling it we allow it to control ourselves. Time between dimensions is in a constant state of flux. There is no way of saying how many years have passed, nor how many will. However, the saying remains the same: "Yesterday was history, Tomorrow is a mystery, But today is a gift. That is why it is called the present." =+=+=+= This is another Hermitcraft fanfiction, set in a season eight/nine AU (Evolution-EmpiresS1-HCS8-HCS9-Watcher AU). I don't own any of the characters; they belong to the Hermits as their Minecraft Personas. This book also sporadically features Evolution and Empires SMP characters. Pearl is the main character, but there are a few backstories followed as well. The first part of the chapter will always be Pearl, and the second a backstory (with a few exceptions when the chapter gets extra-long). Answer the chapter questions if you feel like it, even if you live in the mysterious future. I don't ship. I'm not certain about the hermit preferences, so I'd prefer to leave that to them and portray all of them as amazing friends (which they are). =+=+=+= There will be angst to satisfy your hunger. Enjoy, fellow angst-thirsty hermittpadders. If you're a hermit from Hermitcraft, an emperor from Empires, a former Evolutionist, or involved in some central way to this story reading this and you dislike the content, I am more than happy to edit or take the story down entirely. I respect the wishes of those I fanfiction about. Cover design made with Canva.

Xelqua (or Grian to the hermits) isn't sure what he is. He's always hidden from Minecraftia, hidden behind various masks and hoods. If the full truth about the mysterious prime admin were to be revealed the entire world would face catastrophic consequences. As the watchers rise to prevail over the admins, and Minecraftia is thrown into dark turmoil, Grian will have to make a choice. A choice that could destroy the entire world along with all his friends. The Higher Powers are Grian's only chance to save Minecraftia. Only to find their descendants, Grian will have to journey through ancient servers with his fellow hermits and keep his identity secret. Truths are revealed. Promises are broken. And a web of lies threatens to be destroyed forever. "Did I have a choice?" Grian pleaded, "You always had a choice," Xisuma whispered. #1 In MumboJumbo #1 In Watchers #1 In Admins #2 In HermitcraftAU #28 In Grian -Entered in 2022 Watty Awards -A Grian Hermitcraft-Evo-Watcher Crossover AU -Heavily inspired & some plot points are taken from @Ariyaquila

WARNING: includes cursing Scott just moved from Scotland to London. He always liked the atmosphere, but he could never feel like he was at home. Maybe this was his chance. He started going to school at Wisteria High and met a guy named Jimmy. Scott wants to get in a relationship but is afraid that he might get cheated on again. (Cover art is by me!) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

'Before you jump to any false conclusions, let me tell you a little something about some of our people.' "This better be good." 'Don't worry, it will be.' She sat down in the mist and motioned for Scar to do the same. He did, after a moment's hesitation. 'Let me tell you about the Watchers.' ~~~ A story of magic, betrayl, and people set in a kingdom ruled by the Queen and her son, Prince Grian. 32k+ words Trigger Warnings - blood, violence, some gore, panic & anxiety, probably some other things

Grian died. Mumbo saw it, it was certain. But with a new, powerful book, he's found a way to communicate with the Watcher. And just when he starts believing that he can bring him back, a new problem arises. And Mumbo wonders who he can trust.

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

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