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Part 1 of NWIT - Hermitcraft
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2020-04-22
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Not what it seems

Summary:

If there was anyone watching Docm77 as he crashed onto the floor, they would have seen his eyes glowing bright red. But no-one was around.

In which Area 77 is much more sinister than it seems.

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(See the end of the work for notes.)

Chapter 1: How it began

Summary:

So there's the first chapter! I don't know if anyone's going to read this, but if you do, please leave feedback! This is my first ever work that I've posted publicly, so constructive criticism would be great. Actually even if I'd ever posted anything before, constructive criticism would still be great.

This work is based in an AU where Doc was containing alien life because of being mind-controlled - very cliche, I know. A backstory may be produced (or a sequel where the backstory is explained) so that's why it says it's in a series. The series does not exist yet.

I've written out a few more chapters but I prefer to keep ahead of schedule. I'll try to write a new chapter every day but I'm restarting school soon so ... yeah.

If I come up with a better name for this work, I'll change it.

Also apparently the Rendog and Stressmonster character tags don't exist?

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It was a normal day in Hermitville. The sun was high in the sky and the hermits were all content with the world.

One such hermit was Docm77.

Doc was strolling through the town that uneventful morning. He had a certain spring in his step as he took in all the events that had occurred in Hermitville.

He was slightly surprised at how creative the hermits who had participated in the build off had been. He noted appreciatively how well Scar had built his giant plant and how creative Iskall had been with his tower.

I really should visit the 1.14 area more often , he mused as he made his way to the nether portal tower. The creeper cyborg had been caught in everything that had been happening on the main island and had not visited the outer reaches of the world in a long time.

He opened the iron door and climbed the ladder, not wanting to waste rockets on flying upstairs.

When he got to the top, he saw a few random shulker boxes right in front of the portal. That was strange. Most hermits didn’t place shulker boxes in such public areas. Even Scar with his curse of chest monsters didn’t place them in front of the only nether portal in Hermitville.

He decided to investigate and opened a yellow one. Inside was an odd arrangement of items. The box contained ice blocks, diorite, buttons and golden carrots. If there was ice and diorite, Doc suspected that the boxes belonged to Grian and the winged prankster was using it to annoy Mumbo and Iskall.

Well, if it was Grian, then nothing inside the boxes would be particularly sinister. Surely he wouldn’t mind if Doc stole the golden carrots. It would be payback for blocking the nether portal. And Doc was really hungry but had no food.

Even if Grian did mind, it was too late for Doc had taken the golden carrots anyway.

He looked at the carrots in his hand. Something was telling him that he really shouldn’t eat them, but he was so hungry. He took a bite. His head spun and his legs gave way.

If there was anyone watching Docm77 as he crashed onto the floor, they would have seen his eyes glowing bright red. But no-one was around.