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Space Man

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The Hermits shared a bond of trust and camaraderie, but there was one thing that had remained a mystery-Xisuma's appearance beneath his ever-present space suit. He had never once removed his helmet or armor in front of anyone. The curiosity surrounding it grew over time, with whispers of what lay under the suit. No one was more intrigued, or concerned, than Keralis.

Keralis had always been the observant one, noticing the subtle signs that something wasn't quite right. Xisuma's movements were stiff, and the suit, though impressive, looked increasingly worn. The helmet, especially, appeared to be in desperate need of repairs, and the weight of the armor surely took a toll on his body. Keralis couldn't help but worry. Staying in that suit for extended periods couldn't be healthy, no matter how resilient Xisuma was. The pressure of the heavy armor and the way the helmet seemed to restrict his movements only added to his concern.

Despite the mystery, Keralis never pressed. He respected Xisuma's privacy, knowing that trust was sacred among the Hermits. But that didn't stop him from wondering: What if there was more to the story? What if Xisuma wasn't just hiding his appearance, but something deeper-something personal?

The thought nagged at Keralis. The space suit was an enigma, and Xisuma's insistence on wearing it at all times only fueled his curiosity. What would it take to get Xisuma to take it off, even just for a moment? He wasn't sure, but one thing was clear: Keralis would do whatever he could to ensure Xisuma wasn't silently struggling in that suit, even if it meant confronting the one mystery he couldn't quite solve.

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A small boy wearing nothing but white and gray ran through the quieted parts of the popular server. He ran until he found the secret redstone door he saw his friend, and only friend to be frank, make it before his eyes. The boy stepped on the stone pressure plate, watching the pistols unfold the door in front of him. He couldn't help but be awestruck everytime. Beyond there laid his friend he made just a year ago when he was allowed to visit another server for the first time. - • - A Hermitcraft 6 AU. Yes, I know Season 7 is running right now but Season 6 is just a lot more fun and it works the best for this story in general. [ Story completed on July 26, 2020 ]

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The Wings I Was Forced To Have. [DISCONTINUED] by echo_star__

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