A strange portal has opened in the skies above Hermitcraft. Ren and Grian had been sucked in, and now Iskall, Doc, and Mumbo have to go in after them to find the shocking truth of the other side. Cover done by me This story may involve shipping of some type. This is also my first story that will be shared on both DeviantArt and Wattpad, so please enjoy!

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

"Grian?" X panted. The figure before them stood, revealing that it was, indeed, Grian, although he was not looking great, His hair was wind-blown, sure, but it looked even more disheveled than that. His flying had been so sloppy that Xisuma had barely recognized him at first. His chestplate seemed to have been strapped on in a hurry, as it hung awkwardly on his body. And then there were his eyes. Bags had formed under them and they were quite bloodshot, yet there was a certain wildness to them. His eyes were wide open despite his fatigue, and he looked more than a little frantic. "Guys! You can't be here!" "What?" X tilted his head in confusion. "Why not?" Grian turned to Scar. "Can't you feel it?" Scar didn't understand. "Grian? What are you talking about? Feel what?" "The magic!" Grian cried. "It's too dangerous for you to be here!" "Grian, you're not making any sense." By now, Grian was visibly shaking. "Just - please tell me you didn't go inside." "We were just coming out," X replied. Grian's eyes, if even possible, grew larger, the redness accentuating the anxiety therein. No - not anxiety. Fear. What happens when Xisuma, Scar, Joe, and Wels stumble upon a strange temple in a distant jungle filled to the brim with magic? What happens when Grian's past is thrust back upon him, after only a year of peace? And why is everyone changing?

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!

**Don't know who made the art, found it on Pinterest, but CREDIT TO THE ARTIST** *This is a Ghosty bois inc AU* Motherinnit decides to let Tommy and his best friend Tubbo live in their holiday home for the summer. What the boys don't know is that the house is already inhabited by three ghosts. Here is their journey to living in harmony with the ghosts of Phil, Wilbur, and Techno.

What happens when the people of Empires smp find out what the sheriff actually is? /////////////////////////// -This is in the process of being rewritten!!! -Completely inspired by two other fanfics titled The Sheriff's Secret by jshlatt13 and My Brain, Boby, and Bones are True by justarandomissue -IDK how much I will upload (mostly because of school and my sleep schedule is so fricked up at this point) -The artwork you will see is made by me, if it isn't I will say so There may be some TWs so, keep an eye out for that -Other than that, enjoy :] (apologies for any spelling errors there may be)

Grian lives in Hermitcraft in peace, forgetting what has occurred before crash landing into season 6 of Hermitcraft...until the memories are brought into focus once more. {Uploads will be scarce}

In the world of Minecraft, there are two beings that have powers. They are the Admins and Watchers, known as the universe's arms. Both disagreeing with what the other did to help, and violence was the way they chose to carry it out. That was years ago, it was brought to an end by four that the universe trusted, they were called Primals, having extraordinary powers. Now, trouble is brewing, the Watchers has captured an Admin, more specifically, a Primal Admin. What would happen when he escapes? How far are the Watchers willing to go for the experiment they are having? Will the Primals finally stop the conflict between the two sides? Do all the Primals have good intentions? Or do they mask the malicious intent they have? Could someone behind the scenes be pulling strings? == Cover Drawn and Edited by me, hope you enjoy this story! ~Yes another Watcher & Admin AU ~Why are you reading this horribly written story ~I need sleep ~My head hurts again AAAAA (No worries, I'm oki) ~Sorry in advance for the terrible plot

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

He thought it'd be easy, just go into a server and keep a eye out for glitches... Spoiler alert: It was not. He didn't factor in lying to the whole server, hiding his magic, old friends, and his own trauma. Oh, and the whole war going on. That too.