"why?" i ask. | a hermitcraft story

"why?" i ask. | a hermitcraft story

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Darkness surrounded the area, the pitch black adding to Grian's anxiety. Purple wisps and shadows obscuring his vision, all whispering intrusive thoughts. He crashed his knees against the ground, which almost seemed like it was pulling him down. He covered his ears in an attempt to stop the voices, but they just were louder. - tw: mentions of suicide and abuse, blood. - hi hi hi i have made a new story I LOVE GRIANGST AND EVIL!GRIAN AUS SO HERE IS MY TIME TO SHINE.
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Don't start a resistance. It's hard to not but Grian can't just start a resistance in every single season. Right? Eventually, finding himself a corner in one of the rocks to reassure himself that he didn't need to start a resistance. Sitting there, minutes on end. He just can't help it. However everytime he's there, he would feel a weird sensation. As if something is telling him, he must start a resistance. Surely it can't be anything right? Grian was sure that the sculk doesn't spread unless a mob dies near it right? So it mustn't be the sculk. What can it be then? Eventually it got even worse. From a sensation, it changed into voices. Everytime he was in the shopping district, something would tell him to set the whole place on fire or blow it up or kill everyone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is not my first story since I started another one a few days back but lost motivation and it eventually felt like a chore. So I have basically 1% more experience than I had back then. Hope you enjoy this. Since I don't want to pressure myself this is the release time for chapters: A week: usually 1 or less or more chapters out, just based on my motivation and what's going on for me rn, I have a life too lol. Anyways. Hoping I don't delete this one like the other lol, also planning to make at LEAST 25 chapters. Each will also be at LEAST 650 words. So ye. I guess cya if you read this? Update: I'll be adding tags as we go and yes, my plots may suck and I usually don't plan how the story goes unlike people with an actual brain that has braincells in it, unlike me.

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