[No one]

After managing to successfully make the zombie trap with Tango, Grian went to his base to get materials. When he arrived there, he was met with a surprise as he saw three members of team S.T.A.R. standing right in his base, waiting for him to come back.

"Xisuma, False, Wels? What are you three doing here?" Grian asked, surprised by the sudden visit by his enemies, as he landed on the concrete floor next to the three of them.

"We heard from one of our Watchers that you had gotten injured in a glitch and decided to come make sure you were alright," Xisuma informed him. "I know that we're enemies in this current war, but that doesn't change the fact that we are still your friends and care for you," he added, his teammates nodding in agreement behind him.

"Yeah, we were worried about you," False said.

"Oh, well, I'm alright, so you don't have to worry about me!" Grian answered, smiling. He didn't want anyone worrying about him when he was alright.

"Are you sure?" Wels asked. "If you want, we could also postpone the war a bit and wait for you to heal up," he added, but Grian shook his head.

"We don't have to. I can already do everything with no problem," he answered. "Everyone has been working so hard on the war that it would be ashame to postpone it," he continued.

"Grian, you don't have to worry about the war. Your health is way more important, and everyone understands it. We are more than happy to postpone it if you need more time to heal," Xisuma said, he had a worried look in his face hidden by the mask he always wore.

"No, no! It's alright!" Grian exclaimed quickly. "I'm already alright. The Council has good healers in the medical centre. I feel perfectly fine already!" he hurried to say.

"If you think so, then we won't postpone it," False hummed, giving Grian a warm smile.

"Just don't do anything reckless yet. Try to be careful to not open your wounds," Xisuma reminded. "I know how the glitch caused wounds usually work. They're a real pain to heal," he added with a sympathetic smile.

"Yeah, I'll be careful," Grian said, knowing it was a lie. He didn't have the time to be careful, no matter how much people wanted him to be.

"Good," Wels smiled.

"We'll leave you alone now, so you can continue whatever you were doing. If something comes up, don't be afraid to come speak to us or any of the other Hermits," Xisuma said.

"Will do," Grian smiled and waved as they took off with their elytras.

"Such a good friends. Would be ashame if they got killed by Error," Xavier hummed inside his head.

'That's why we're keeping it away from Hermitcraft and all the other private servers,' Grian answered, turning around to pick up a shulker box from his chest.

"Do you really think that The Council can defeat it?" Xavier asked, making Grian stop on his tracks. "Do you really think that you're strong enough?"

The shulker box fell on the concrete floor along with drops of blood.

"Do you really think that you can defeat something as strong as Error?"

Blood fell down on Grian's face. His hands tried to cover his nose, but a burst of blood chocked out of his mouth. His vision started turning red as bloody tears began rolling down his cheeks.

"You can't even handle the power given to you. How could you use it to defeat something way more stronger and experienced?"

Grian's legs gave in and he fell down, hitting the concrete floor, gasping for air as his throat filled with blood. His whole body was shaking violently and he kept coughing out clumps of crimson blood, leaving a metallic taste in his mouth. He felt like he was drowning in an ocean. Bad for him, the demons in his mind knew how to swim, unlike him.

The white concrete floor flooded with blood. There were bloody handprints all around him from his attempts to get up, all ending with his body twisting in a painful way. The pain was too much, he wanted to end it. He wanted to choke on his own blood, but his body didn't seem to allow it.

He wanted to scream his lungs out, but the screams were killed by the blood curling in his throat. He kept coughing and coughing more and more blood. He felt like he would bleed out. Death caused by blood loss, would it be his end?

       A grave so deep underground where no one heard the cries of the soulless bodies. Scent and taste of blood taking over. Limps travelling all over his body, taking the last of his life. No one heard his screaming that slowly died down as the life in him began fading. He knew no one would find him. But at least he didn't die alone, he died surrounded by all the other victims of the same demise. He would never again be alone.

       Grian shivered in fear at the scene flashing before his eyes. He didn't know what was going on. He just wanted the bleeding to end, he wanted to fall asleep and never open his eyes again. He wanted to be free from the torture, no matter what it would cost.

Then the world began going dark around him. He tried reaching for the light, but it was no use. The darkness swallowed him.

[Sherenidy]

        I glanced up from my book to see Edita in front of me, she was holding a report, pushing it right in front of my hidden eyes.

"Can you raise that a bit?" I asked. "My eyes are a bit higher," I said. She looked at me dumbfoundedly.

"How the fuck am I supposed to know what hight your eyes are in?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. "Do you even have them under that mask?"

"I do. Do you want to see them?" I asked, tilting my head.

"Don't say yes, she'll rip the mask off her skin and it will be terrifying to watch," Mao warned from the couch behind Edita's back.

"I know, that's why I don't understand why would she even suggest it," Edita sighed. "You are supposed to be responsible, not just throwing away your own life every time you have the chance to!" she said, running a hand through her long, messy, blonde curls.

"I'm not. I'm trying to stay alive," I protested, taking a look at the paper she was still pushing into my face.

"That's why she needs someone to look after her," Mao sighed. "ᓭℸ ̣ 𝙹∷ᒲ|| should have stayed alive. He was the best babysitter for that reckless child," he mumbled.

"Are you sure about that?" I peeped in.

         The Twilight Forest born raven haired male had sat on the office's couch, reading a report from last month. I had been watching him from the library's doorway, waiting for him to leave.

"リ╎↸||, what're you doing?" he had asked, turning to look at me, making me froze.

I had stayed quiet. I hadn't know what to say. I hadn't want to admit that I had needed a book from there, but had been too afraid to walk in because he had been there. I had been afraid of disturbing his peace.

"If you need something, just say it," he had said.

I had shaken my head. I hadn't been able to say a word.

"Are you looking for a book?" he had asked. He had known that I hadn't been standing there for no reason.

"Yeah," I had admitted finally, but anxiety had been raising inside me. I had been so afraid that I would say something wrong that would annoy him.

But he hadn't been annoyed at all.

"Is it this one?" he had asked, pulling just a random book from the bookcase.

"No," I had answered quietly, trying to hide the smile that was making its way on my lips. It hadn't been even funny, but I had laughed at almost everything.

"Hm, what about this one?" he had asked, pulling out another book, dropping the previous one on the floor.

I had shaken my head, he had pulled another book, and another, and another. Bookcase through bookcase he had emptied all the books on the floor and had turned to me with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"Did you actually come to get a book?" he had asked.

"Yes," I had answered, holding back laugher.

"What book then?" he had finally asked.

"Last months report," I had sheepishly admitted. He had looked at me dumbfounded and then had turned to look at the book on the table, the one he had been reading.

"Well, I see," he had sighed and picked it up, handing it to me. "There you go, little one," he had said, ruffling my hair with a warm smile on his lips.

"What. The. Actual. Fuck?" Wyana had exclaimed the moment she had stepped into to room and seen all the books on the floor.

"Looks like a hurricane hit," Fyre had pointed out as it had walked into the room after her. "But our hurricane happens to be a storm," it had added after seeings Mindstorm.

"C'mon with me ᓭ⍑ᒷリ, I'll help you with your duties while ᓭℸ ̣ 𝙹∷ᒲ|| cleans up the mess he's made," Wyana had said as she had crouched down to my level. She had been smiling warmly, just like Mindstorm and Fyre too.

"Alright," I had nodded shyly after hesitatedly following her out of the room.

         "Well, you know what, you're partly correct," I decided.

"I'm always right," Mao snorted, making Edita choke on air.

"No, you're not! You literally just failed to answer what four times zero was!" she exclaimed. "You said it was 40, but ᓵ⍑ᒷℸ ̣ said it was zero!"

"You didn't have to point that out," Mao groaned.

"C'mon, we all suck at math!" I pointed out. "Now, what's so special about that report?" I asked from Edita.

"Did you even read it?" she asked, I shook my head, making her face-palm.

"The Watchers' Academy is practising black magic!" she announced, pointing out a part from the report.

"Oh shit, here we go again," I groaned, slamming my head against the table.

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[5.3.2022]

(Shen from the past is more like me. Her being unable to ask for something she needed feels awfully familiar-)

(Anyways, it's Mindstorm's birthday!)

(He was 24 when he died in 2018.)

(5 facts:

1. He's the only known member of The Council to be born in the Twilight Forest. The other being Fyre who's forgotten by everyone else than Shen, Kas and Chet.

2. His full name is Amorn Mindstorm Razor.

3. He's Alden's original right hand and Mao was his student. He also saw Sherenidy as his student since Zenith usually left her alone, making her come after Mao for some company.

4. He died to Error during its first attack before the story starts. He's only been seen in flashbacks and in the Afterlife Tea Party.

5. He used to run a server for 12 years with Jaylee. Nowadays the server is only ran by Jaylee. (I remembered that Jay had a server with Alden, but didn't find it mentioned anywhere, but now I found this information and it explains it :D))