Le monde est une grande boite, ou tout ce qui était caché dedans a finit par sombrer. Les pires vices qui bâtissaient l'espèce humaine mais qui durant tout ce temps avaient été contenu dans cette petite boite avaient finit par sortir.Une fanfiction format roman inspiré à la fois de l'univers The Division, du clip Battle Rap de Cyri ( les personnages du clip seulement et pas leur vie de youtubeur d'avant naturellement) l ainsi que d'éléments entièrement fictifs mais plausibles dans un univers post apocalyptique, ou la folie humaine tente d écraser du poing le peu d'humanité restante. ( J'ai hâte d'avoir vos retours , conseils, avis , ect :) je garantis pas de sortir vite plein de chapitres d'un coup mais je tenterai d'être régulière) pareillement si l'histoire vous plait vraiment je proposerai quelque chose de fun et peut être 'unique!

Grian is just a normal hermitcraft guy. He goes around pranking people and having fun, always with a good personality. But then something joins the server, determined to dig into Grians mind and change him forever. Grian starts hearing a voice in the back of his head. It gets deeper into his past, digging out power and an unsettling courage to corrupt things around him. Even though he already had a nag for friendly distruction this is a whole different situation. The voice is telling him to hurt hermits. Change hermits. Kill hermits. NPC Grian has come for revenge, and Grian is finding himself swayed by the voice. (This is not an Evo story although it will have mentions that Grian has been an admin. The watchers have nothing at all to do with this story, just the fact Grian has been an admin and knew some things he has forgotten. This story takes place in season 7. Not all hermits will have matching personalities to the actual hermit. This thumbnail was not created by me, it was created by Maiioz on X (forever Twitter). WARNING: Blood, depression, self-harm, death, some cussing, you know all the good stuff like that :) )

Resistance and corrupt monarchy already fracture the Hermitcraft Server. And as death turns friends to monsters, they must stand up and unite... or fall into endless chaos Will feature Hermitcraft, The life series, probably Empires and probably a few minor references to DSMP.

What the Hermitcraft Server knew: Mumbo Jumbo was attacked by a stranger 6 months ago and came back from it a little distant and with 2 small, fang sized holes in his neck. What the Hermitcraft Server didn't know: Mumbo did not survive the attack. He'd been hiding his vampiric qualities from the server since the attack, but when Mumbo doesn't feed for 6 months, his best friend Grian begins to have some questions. Based off of my One Shot "Desaturated" in my Griangst One-Shots book Beautiful cover art by JazzyDrawz on DeviantArt! Go check em out!

||Story Name Was Previously "Watched"|| Grian was never trusted. Not by the Watchers. They hated him for his thoughts. Though he tried to prove them wrong, and to show them that he was trustworthy, they refuse to believe him. He WAS the only Watcher who ever had a disobedient thought. Now, he's been teleported to a strange land called Hermitcraft. No one trusts him there. Why should they? Trust is just a lie to Grian. It always will be. Or will it? Rankings (these happened at some point ofc rankings come and go but whatever) #1 in Grian #1 in Hermitcraft #1 in Watchers #1 in Mumbo Jumbo

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un orage et deux amants. ( cet os ce comporte de deux chapitres, le premier étant l'original et le deuxième une réécriture et non pas une suite, je ne suis pas totalement satisfaite. mais j'y suis un peu attaché donc je les laisses ici !)

☁️OS☁️ Cyril, jeune lycéen, se retrouve en une terrible crise d'angoisse, jusqu'à ce qu'un petit brun fasse son apparition..

La fuite était sûrement la seule solution, mais c'était loin d'être la bonne. Vraiment pas. Tw : agression, alcoolisme, scènes sexul,...

°Os Lockzie• *Spécial Vday<3 Sans vraiment comprendre pourquoi, il déclara un simple "Je me sens bien dans tes bras Bapt" puis nicha sa tête au creux du cou de ce dernier. Locklear eu l'impression que la chaleur de la pièce avait atteint 60° et son coeur se mit à battre à une vitesse affolante. "- Je, hum, Lucas.. je peux essayer un truc ? Juste pour être sûr.."