:~cover by Shuffleboat on Instagram~

MaGiC sUcKs ~Yes, this is another Watcher/Hermitcraft story. ~No, there is no shipping. Set during Season 6 because this story came out two days after Season 7. -I only own the people with the weird names. (Not Xelqua.) 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. -Book cover made on Desygner, background found by searching "old book cover backgrounds"

Grian never meant to get involved. What began as a simple attempt to protect his friends Taurtis and Sam spiraled into a nightmare he could no longer control. Lies piled upon lies, secrets bled into desperation, and when the truth finally surfaced, it shattered everything. Taurtis was dead. Sam had lost his sanity. And Yuki wanted blood. Hunted, injured, and running out of places to hide, Grian found himself trapped in a chaos he never created yet was forced to carry. Every step forward only tightened the noose, and when escape became impossible, death felt inevitable. But fate intervened. In the moment he should have died, something went wrong. Reality fractured and Grian was torn from his world, thrown into an unfamiliar land called Hermitcraft. A place of towering builds, strange rules, and people who knew nothing of the horrors he fled. A second chance... or another trap. With his past still clawing at his mind and danger potentially following him through the cracks between worlds, Grian must decide whether Hermitcraft will be his sanctuary or the final stage of his descent.

~~Third book in series like title says! Read first 2 first please!~~ Sam is dead, for real this time. And yet, some Hermits seem to be missing. Who could be responsible for this, and who is next to go missing? (Cover Art Not Mine! All credit goes to @mint-mayhem on Tumblr plz go check them out they have super good art. also I got permission from them to use their art btw. don't steal art!)

All bad things start with storms, So when a freak storm appears on the server it's no wonder things go wrong. After Grian ends up in an unfortunate accident he wakes up to find himself in an unrecognisable forest with no memory of his past events and unusual powers that he feels he shouldn't have anymore, along with some troubling side effects. As he tries to remember what happened to him and who this mysterious white eyed figure that is always nearby is, he makes new friends under a new, or rather old name. He begins to wonder what his old life was like, and if it really mattered, Will he be able to remember what happened before something horrible happens, or will he go on his own path, unaware of everything he's leaving behind [this is not a ship fic, sorry if you came here for any of that [this is me the to be a tragic story line and may have a few disturbing topics including gore and various mental health issues [Reader discretion is advised (Yes there will be a few Oc's in this story but nothing that changes the HermitCraft cannon too much)

"The wind under my wings made me feel free, memories of the past floding back to me. Were they happy memories? No. But that didn't matter now, I- no, We are safe now, and I intend to keep it that way." This is my first fanfiction, so please don't expect to much of me. There might be some shipping, but no smut. Please just ignore spelling mistakes, english isn't my native language.

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. (cover made on Desyner, but the pic was found just by searching 'galaxy' or whatever i searched and picking one)