Would you hide a part of yourself? You might do it if that part scared you. After a while, you might get good at hiding your secrets and past. Grian had experience with that sort of thing, and now he must do it once again - but it's so much harder this time. I am writing this for AO3, but I decided to start posting it on here as well Because of that, updates might be slow even though I update the AO3 version very VERY often This takes place in Season 7, and begins during the Mayoral Campaign

"It's not just a path one takes, but a road of recover and a course of healing." TommyInnit was exiled. He was banned from his server, left to rot in the dark abyss known as the Void. There, he meets an odd player who brings him to one of the most famous private server known to all players. Hermitcraft. As the title indicates, 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.

|| DISCONTINUED || Co-authors: @B_agels_ and @DragonWolfCreations (links to their accounts will be in the beginning and author's note) *BLOOD AND GORE WARNING* *SHIPPING NOT INTENDED I DON'T SUPPORT SHIPPING OF REAL PEOPLE* The Hermitcraft Express, the train that goes literally nowhere. 10 hermits were stuck on this train, trying to solve a murder before the rest of them were killed.

!!! Shipping not Intended !!! Mature language and blood warning Etc. Waking up in a huge dark mansion isn't quite your casual everyday morning. Being unable to leave, and having not much choice when your curiousity can't be satisfied if you don't continue. One by one, everyone dies. There isn't much pattern, and everything they do ends up causing yet another death. What would happen when the last one dies? Hermits: Iskall85 Mumbo Jumbo Grian Goodtimeswithscar Xisumavoid BdoubleO100 TangoTek Impulse VintageBeef Etho Rendog

DISCONTINUED!! READ LATEST CHAPTER FOR MORE INFORMATION. - Xisuma has the power to rewind/reset the server and everyone's memories over and over. No one knows untill a bug glitches into the server as he resets it. Everyone remembers every reset and blames him. All untill he tries to reset it one last time, causing the small bug to turn into huge curruption in everyone and the server. Eveything turning into nothing but a currupted mess they can't leave from. The server then was split into two groups. The glitches. And the survivors. The two groups stayed in different sides of the server at first, understanding the damage they could end up doing to each other if they didn't. But the glitches grew hungry for the power, the anger and aggressiveness in them growing, the only way to stop it was to satisfy it. And so they did. --- All art is drawn by me (B_agels_) unless stated otherwise Shipping is not intended! Theories are welcome :D Parts of this may be more head cannon then cannon, sorry Enjoy :D

Legends never die... but when they do, nothing good happens. If you want it to make sense, read The Watcher's Downfall. This is basically an AU, so things won't make sense without previous context. As the title says, 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 desygner (or whatever the spelling is), but the space pic was found just by searching 'cool galaxy planets' and picking one)

"But," he started, tilting the player's chin up with the tip of his sword. "Every ruler has their downfall eventually." The Watcher smirked at the player, a triumphant glint in his eyes. "While that may be true, we don't rule." The player leaned back, kicking the sword out of his face and, faster than the blink of an eye, held the Watcher at bow-point. "We protect." The Hermits are not my characters. Set in Season VII. As the title and cover says, 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. When the writing feather got bored, she rewrote her first official book ever. (plz dont look at it)

"One day, Grian, I'll make it happen." "If you do, it'll be your downfall." Ariyaquila's first finished book. As the title says, this is fanfiction. I do not own the Hermits or admins, nor do I write for them. I write about the characters they present to us on screen. Libra Skyward and the Head Watcher are my characters. (cover made on desygner (or whatever the spelling is), but the space pic was found just by searching 'purple galaxy planets' and picking one)

After being challenged to what seems like an impossible Hermit Challenge by the one and only Mumbo Jumbo, Grian's life starts to fall apart. Can he succeed in the task assigned to him, or will he fail, humiliating himself in front of everyone? - - Hi all! 2023 Lilla here to say,,, oh my god i am so cringe,,, I was originally planning on rewriting this story but this is definitely not happening anymore now lol. I have a twitter and instagram where I post art but unfortunately i am not big into Hermitcraft anymore, sorry! Have a great day <33 (although i might create a new cover for this, who knows,,,)

In this AU, the population is split into two halves. Humans and Hybrids. Long ago, a curse was placed upon a lake, far from human touch for centuries. But as humans explored and expanded out, it was discovered. The water appeared pure and clean. The humans were greedy and quickly started to bottle it and sell it into the towns. But they quickly discovered they had done a great wrong. People in the town started to transform into half beast. Dogs, cats, rabbits, snakes, cows, sheep, whatever you could think of. Soon they discovered it wasn't just their average animals. But dragons, fairies, werewolves, saytars, merpeople, and more mythical creatures. Some humans decided to hunt the hybrids down for many different reasons. To sell, to gain something they had, or just to terminate. But now, Hybrids are reemerging after centuries of hiding. The hunters having all disappeared for a long time now. But with their reappearance, it brings old enemies back from the grave as well...