The Red Army has made their move years ago, War raged throughout the world against them. Nothing worked with the combined government powers. They were useless. The Red Army has conquered most of the eastern side of the world, the western side still struggling to remain free. In England, they struggled to keep themselves up in power. Although the Red Leader seems to want to win their land more than anything else. Nothing will get in his way. But! There is hope... The hope coming in a form of three men, friends in fact. They've been on so many crazy adventures and survived. They formed the Rebellion that helps England separately from the Government. They were so great that not even the Red Army could find their Main Base. Red Leader all the while starts thinking, more like remembering a certain Blue Hoodie wearing man. He has been thinking about him for a long time since 'the end'. So he decides to make a deal with England's government. XXX Eddsworld does not belong to me, but to the amazing creator Edward Gould. Thank you so much and bless your soul. Ship: Tomtord and Eddmatt(?)

"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)

In a world where all magic is outlawed, finding a magic user is a hard thing to do. Being one is so much harder, with authorities who would hunt you down untill they kill you and no-one you can trust, how could a magic user hope to survive? Hermitcraft is a hidden safe-space, where magic users can hide from the authorities, the outside world, in a family of other magic users, but it's impossible to find without being brought there, so many magic users could never hope for salvation, since they don't know it exists. ((Bad at descriptions))

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?

Remake of The Secretive Hermit TW: mentions of r*pe, suicidal thoughts, suicide, self harm, child abuse, eating disorder, depression, blood, illness, injuries, murder, torture (you have been warned, also I keep forgetting to put warnings at the tops and I'm sorry, I'm just trusting that you will look at this) Disclaimer, I don't own the purple Watcher idea and a lot of other things. Also, this will have ships in it. I do not ship actual people nor do I want to imagine any of these events happening to these people, it is just happening to their minecraft personas. If any of the people mentioned in the story are uncomfortable with being shipped, I will gladly take this book down or do severe editing.