He was scouting around the world, looking for materials.
He found a tree. He grabbed his stone axe, and began chopping it down.
He doesn't think he'll ever be used to trees defying gravity, like how he thinks he'll never get used to this corrupt world he's trapped in.
He finished cutting down the tree, leaving only floating leaves behind.
It's lonely here.
He misses the lively feel this place had.
He misses the things he used to do with his friends.
He misses his friends.
Why did they leave him behind?
What did he do to deserve this?
It's not his fault they left him.
..Right?
He shook his head, clearing his mind of those thoughts.
He should get back now, it was getting dark.
Not that it mattered.
Mobs didn't seem to care whether it was day or night.
He began to walk "home".
Home.
This place wasn't home.
Not anymore.
Where once a tree stood proud, a portal now settled.
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No One Gets Left Behind
General FictionHermitcraft Season 5 has ended, and the hermits head through the portal, ready to start a new world, as Hermitcraft Season 6! Except... Something doesn't seem right about this world they have entered.. It almost seems... corrupted? What.. what happ...
