They'd gotten out. After being stuck as gladiators in that god-forsaken arena for who knows how long, they got out. Now the only problem is staying out, but how? None of them knew which way the exit was, so they scattered. Even if not all of them made it, it would be worth it if some of them could make it out. Contains minor gore This idea floated around my head long enough I couldn't not write it, and since it came out decent, I figured I'd post it. No romance, No shipping, Essentially a backstory for if I want to write little interaction scenes. Probably won't get consistent updates, if at all, so be warned. Httyd music + Grian Watcher = this, apparently. Warning! Please note! I am in no way, shape, or form an expert on Watcher lore, nor do I intend to claim to be as such. Any Watcher facts found in this story are to be taken with much salt, and generally considered to be only true to this specific story. Characters are not mine, they are minecraft personas of content creators. Cover image is a feather I found on google that I colored purple ~~~ALERT~~~ I have only posted this story on Wattpad. Same goes for my shorter stories in my Snippets book. If you see this anywhere else, it is STOLEN. If I ever post it elsewhere, I will state it clearly here, state where, which username, and (if I remember) when.

Just an Afterlife au with Scott but if his vampire origin could bite and infect people. You'll be getting some gore, probably no swear words. But yknow, a warning. Angst maybe? Death is a yes. But just imagine cross origins! A vampire elytrian? YES! Do please enjoy and suggest some things I could write!

When an uncorrupted Xornoth woke up on the Mezalean shore line, they expected to get arrested or killed on sight. What they did not expect was for King Joel to drag them into the Matral Palace for in-law bonding. They also didn't expect for Scott to be corrupted by Exor. And they also didn't expect themself to still be incoherent around Joey. This could be... interesting. COMPLETED 19/4/2022 WORD COUNT: 94,375 Cross-Posted on Archive of Our Own. (Bonus oneshot on part 49) THIS FIC IS ONLY POSTED ON WATTPAD AND ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN. IF YOU ARE READING THIS ANYWHERE ELSE, PLEASE LEAVE AND READ IT ON WATTPAD AND ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN.

Warnings before you read this: This does involve shipping, so of you don't like that then don't read this. There will be torture involved in this and also mentions of abuse and similar stuff to that, so if you don't like that then don't read this. And those are all the warnings I can think of right now Grian wakes up in a superflat world set to night with a red moon shining over him, he has no idea how he got her but he has a strange pull to build random things. Back at Hermitcraft everyone is wondering where the builders gone. And who are these Evolutionists that suddenly appeared claiming to be Grian's friends?