Sorry for not updating this book in a week

Also, FYI I have now written the important plotlines for the story, since before I was just winging it. So from this point on I'm trying to make the plot and timeline of events as well written as possible, so that I know which characters will be most important to the story, and which characters only influence a certain part.
Also made sure to make motives that causes a certain person to act like they do clear, one reason I did that is so I don't make any hermit seem that they unreasonably hate EX too much, since I don't want to antagonize any hermit. Also decided most characters are going to be magical creatures because when I put it that way the plot makes more sense and invites more angst, so yeah-

Also, this chapter focuses more on EX's daily interaction with the hermits without Grian, to give more context on what EX meant by when he kept saying he felt uninvited and lonely, also gives more about EX's backstory
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/-+* Author Rachel's POV *+-\

EX was doing what he was always very afraid to do for a reason, and that is going out and potentially having to do some socializing.
He is headed to the shopping district to get materials to build his base, and Grian recommended him to buy stuff at the barge, and so he decides to go there. 

He sighed as he walked through the portal and arrived at his destination, and jumped when someone greeted him, friendly may I add, from behind.

"Ah, Morning, Evil X!"

EX turned around, and was mildly surprised to see StressMonster101, "...Morning, Stress."
Stress was one of the few hermits that actually don't mind greeting or talking to EX in a friendly manner. She was probably one of the kindest and most lively hermits on the server, so it's not that strange that she openly gave EX a chance. 

"Where you heading?" Stress asked.

"The Barge for supplies, how about you?" EX asked back as friendly as he could.

"I'm- well- I'm going to investigate."

"Investigate what?"

"Sorry, can't tell," Stress answered, fidgeting her fingers, "It's confidential information."

"Does it have anything to do with the Turf War going on?" EX asked, already knowing the answer.

"I- no, of course it doesn't!" Stress says, before changing her tone to a whisper, "but may I ask who you support, HEP or MR. This info will totally not be recorded."

"Neutral at the moment. Why?"

"Well what do you think about the purple Mycelium?"

"It's, uh," EX thought what he should say, "...a very mushroomy and purple block."

"Response recorded," Stress accidentally said out loud without realizing, "Now if you excuse me, I have some investigating to do, see ya!" she said, walking away while waving, very clearly heading towards the Turf War Communication Board (or whatever it's called).

"Are these people seriously fighting over grass and purple grass? Wait, or is it Mycelium and green Mycelium?" EX mumbled to himself confused while walking into the Barge, with a pretty improved mood. He bought some stuff, and ended up paying 18 diamonds.
And as he was walking back out, someone accidentally bumped into him.

EX looked up, and the hermit that bumped into him turned out to be Cub, who looked at EX for a second, mumbled an insincere "sorry" before walking away not saying another word. This made poor EX feel a little uninvited and lonely again, but he shook it off and walked back to the portal to go back to the place he's building.

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/-+* Evil X's POV *+-\

"I told you, I'm not interested, Grian." I sighed. As of right now, Grian is trying to convince me to join the Mycelium Resistance for some reason. We were outside the Mycelium Resistance base, little to no one was online at the moment besides us.

"Aw come on, EX! It'll be fun!" Grian said still trying to convince me.

"I'll pass, thanks." I said, "But in all seriousness, how did you a whole war with just mycelium and green mycelium?"

"Our mayor has changed the entire shopping district into grass, and so, us, as the Mycelium Resistance, will reclaim what is rightfully ours!" Grain exclaimed in a very dramatic way, " and so, we need YOU to continue on resisting against the HEP, which has destroyed the island's natural ecosystem! And remember, It's a matter of Principal!"

"Wow, you can make that into a recruitment poster, or a speech."

"It is a recruitment speech, I'm trying to recruit you."

"yeah, thanks, but I'll pass."

"Why? Wait, are you a grass supporter!?" Grian asked acting hurt.

"Not really, it's just that I don't think it's my time to get involved in this stuff yet, especially since, you know, more than half of the server pretends that I don't exist at the moment."

"I guess that's true..." Grian sighed, "Some of the hermits, especially some on the Hep, may react negatively when they realize that you're on our team, but I would take that risk."

"...First off, why do you want me to join so badly?" I asked, curios.

"Well..." Grian started, "To be honest, I wanted you to join the Resistance so you get involved in the server, because I thought, the more you're involved and considered a part of the events and fun, everyone would warm up to you faster. I thought that if you're an active member, others will see you as a member more, you get what I'm saying? Plus, I want to help you befriend the others in the Resistance, since it's easier when you're on the same team, right? It's okay if you don't want to, though."

"...Well" I thought about it, It sounds great, but I don't want to take the risk so... "I'll think about it."

"Great!" Grien smiled, "Oh, I heard you were making a castle base, how's that going?"

"It's doing pretty good, I guess." I said, feeling relieved at the change of topic, "Will probably need to grind more stone for stone bricks."

"By the way EX, I never got to ask this," Grian said, "but what are you?"

"I- what?" I asked confused as what he meant.

"What kind of creature are you? Like, this server is so diverse, for example, Scar and Cub are vex  hybrids, Doc is a creeper, and then some of the other hermits have enchanted skills, like Keralis and Bdubs having enchanted vision, Etho has enchanted speed, just everyone has something diverse about them, so what are you?"

"I'm..." I trailed off.

Wait

What am I?

Why can't I remember?

It's like a mental wall is preventing me from remembering

This is really strange, I can't remember a thing about what I am

How is that even possible?

"now that you've mentioned it... I don't rememeber." I admitted.

"you forgot?" Grian says surprised, "I didn't know that could happen. Wait, are you by chance an amnesiac?"

"I... think I could be... but it's strange, I remember my childhood, I remember myself before coming to hermitcraft and before I tried to destroy it, but I just can't seem to get a grip on what I am, it's like it's completely blacked out." I said scratching my head in confusion.

"That's strange, definitely strange," Grian said, seemed to be thinking, then he looked like he got an idea, "Wait, X I suma is your brother, right?"

"yeah?"

"Then what is X? Since you guys are brothers, if you know what X is, you should know what you are!"

"Good one!" I say, before trying to remember what X is, "If I remember correctly X is a..."

"Xanthus please-"

"STOP CALLING ME THAT, XISUMA!" I shouted at my brother, "I'M NO LONGER HIM! I'M NO LONGER THE PATHETIC AND COWARD CHILD, NO MORE!"

"Brother, listen! What happened to you!? you used to be so calm and patient, why are you suddenly-"

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"Xanthus, You see those kids? the ones that bullied you?"

"...Yeah?"

"Don't you hate them? They antagonized you! Don't you feel like getting revenge on them-?"

"Shut up. You're just a voice inside my head. You're not real. I'm Fine the way I am. I can't let myself become what I swore to destroy-"

"Calling me a voice inside your head, and then proceed to talk to yourself. You aren't even trying to help yourself. Just accept that you've gone insane by now."

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"DON'T YOU COMPARE ME TO THE PAST! I'M TIRED OF BEING A QUIET GOOD KID, I'M TIRED! I'VE HAD ENOUGH! JUST SHUT UP!"

"Xan please, this isn't right-"

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"Brother, are you sure you're okay!?"

"I'm fine, Suma! I'm fine!"

"No you're not! I heard you talk to yourself earlier at school, you can just tell me if somethings wrong! do you not trust me?"

"See? Now your brother is accusing that you don't trust him, are you really-"

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"

"Brother!? are you okay!?"

"NO I'M OBVIOUSLY NOT!"

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"SHUT. UP! I DON'T CARE!"

"Seriously, brother, what's wrong!? why are you acting like this, you've never acted like this before-"

"JUST SHUT UP!"

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"I don't get it, Suma, why do we need to do this training again?"

"Because, it's our job to protect the entire realm of Minecraft, remember Xan, it's our job as Void Admins-"

"EX!? are you here!?"

I opened my eyes? Grian was hovering over me, with a very worried expression. Wait, I'm also on the ground. Did I pass out?

"Oh thank god!" Grian said relieved.

"W-what happened?" I asked sitting up. 

"I thought you had a heard attack or something, you suddenly froze and fell to the floor!" Grian sighed worried, "are you alright?"

"I... think I'm fine?"

"Thank goodness. If you can't remember what you are, you don't need to force it. Jeez, you had me completely worried!"

I scratched my head, what just fucking happened?

My vision went black, then I started hearing voices, I recognize one of them as X, but then there's my voice, but did X call me Xanthus back then? who is Xanthus? Is that really me, or someone else?

Then there was this other voice which was very deep... Wait I actually recognize that one, that's the voice that convinced me to destroy hermitcraft... but I don't remember talking in those conversations with it, and I certainly don't remember ever being called Xanthus... 

Why was I mad at X? I remember myself yelling at him a couple of times, but I don't remember that conversation... and I also don't remember the one where he said we're void ad-

"Grian, I remember! I'm a Void Admin."  

"A what?"

"Void Admin, I remember that we're supposed to-"

"-protect the realms, manage servers, and balance creation with destruction?" Grian completed.

I blinked in surprise, "how did you know-"

"I've heard about void admins, you guys are basically admins, but stronger and have your status assigned at birth right?"

"...As I remember, yeah."

"That's cool!" Grian complimented, "I've heard Void Admins are rare, I never knew you and X were those,"

"What about you?"

"what's about me?"

"What creature are you, Grian?"

"oh, I'm a p- enchanted human." Grian answered, seeming a little nervous.

"Really? what's about you that's enchanted?"

"My- uh- Creativity, Accuracy, and Memory if I'm not mistaken."

Based on Grian's expression and the way he said that, I think he's... lying? why does he need to lie?

"...Okay, Interesting." I said, I'll play along, but I made sure to make a mental note about this.

"Alright, now, uh, I need to go, see you later, EX!" Grian excused himself in a hurry.

I nodded and stood up, I said goodbye and walked away myself. Today has been a long day, I've remembered memories that I don't recognize at all, that someone named Xanthus keeps appearing in my mind, and that Grian is hiding something.

I'll think about it all tomorrow, I need to go back to the base I'm building. I equipped my Elytra, and flew over the shopping district to the portal below the Town Hall, I'm actualy getting better at this. As I was walking to the portal, someone stepped out, I think his name has Docm77?

He mumbled a quick "Good day" under his breath before flying away. Seems like people really don't want to talk to me, huh?

I sighed and walked in the portal, today has been a long one indeed.

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Word Count:  2172 words

If anyone is wondering what the "Author Rachel's POV" is, it's basically third person POV, but the third person is me, ether just narrating normally or being bias because EX is one of favorite characters, so it's basically just a biased perspective. I haven't seen a lot of people doing this, but I think sometimes it's more fun to write in that way because some scenes are hard to write without being biased. I might do this more from now on.