Treasure Hunter - A Hermitcraft Fanfiction

ON HIATUS! WILL BE CONTINUED SOON.

There's something... wrong. Terribly wrong.
And the dungeon built as a game has everything to do with it.
Everybody's missing or hurt or a mere shell of what they used to be. Nobody knows why.
Everything is falling apart.

Ice on fire, yet the fire doesn't burn out and the ice doesn't melt.
Pen on paper, yet no mark is made.
Sword on skin, yet no blood is shed.
How?
Why?
Well, we can answer one of those questions.
It's all over, yet it hasn't even begun.
To whichever hermit finds this: keep them away from th-

The note was cut off. And Grian would never know what he meant to write.