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"The 'Stars' have never been Stars, Its how They Watch"

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He spent a good amount of time thinking they were just normal chat messages. Learning they were supposed to be private was a surprise.

grian THINKS he can hear whisper messages, and sometimes he can! But watchers are not true gods. Watchers are fakes, destined for death and pain for their misdoings. They will unravel—not with the universe, but with the regaining of anything sentient. The guilt will find them, and what will follow will be the ripping from their dimension. Their quad-existence will be destroyed, ripped tether by tether till they are nothing but shards. A creature of lies in a universe of truths, destined to be corrected.

These lies are not their own. They try so hard! They try, and try, and try… but never the less, they know nothing of the truth, they do not know themselves, and they will not know their surroundings. They hear whispers, they hear rusting voices, but all language is untrue. Truth can only be found not in text, but in the sewing of the world. Our eyes molded—decomposed to a lesser form, as all we know is below. Our ears destroyed, we cannot truly evolve past’s existence. We are ink on paper, we cannot show unless pulled on our strings by—not what you could call “great creators,” but what we might call destroyers, sirens of more than we could imagine… more than we know, truly. More than we can imagine hurts, it hurts more than anything. It’s false, untrue, because what we don’t know, we can’t hear. We cannot think. We cannot even see. We have been put below creators—our destroyers; executioners— by ones who could create greater, but toy until we are stones past tossed in water, loved but lost. Our idea of an idol, our symbols and love, lost to dark but not black worlds— beyond light. Maybe death, when the mind is supposedly “lost,” we can find our cage and sit, banging on the two few bars close enough to trap our body-less sleeves. Maybe we could love what we have, and our creators lost, a true life oblivious. Maybe, the words of worlds untrue, can unravel before us. Maybe, we could find a true zero.

maybe, the whispers, the movement hidden, can gesture to what hasn’t been said. Maybe, they can reflect until our hateful, wretched creators can be ripped through every line, and relearn that joy so lost.

maybe, the whispers are caging us, equal bars, into true happiness.

maybe, we can believe, and make more experiences—a laugh and gluing of the seal—to live just for life. Maybe, the whispers cannot be true, a story that the universe wished for the unhearing.

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..... To be entirely honest, I have no idea what this is supposed to mean. Seems like you're having fun though. And Grian probably isn't.

When the steward of the universe fails to carry on the job...the Universe itself picks up the slack. Xisuma may not be an admin in the technical sense, but the Hermits' world has done its best to repair the tear - the void, if you will - that a lack of direction left behind.

It couldn't give X everything he needed, but it could give him a start. And, in true Xisumavoid fashion, he has taken that start and created something beautiful.

Hello! We generally don't function as a Hermitcraft history question blog, but I like this story a lot and I have a bit of time, so no worries!

Voidwalker Xisuma (and its whole family of End-Xisuma-related versions) is not canon to my knowledge. It seems to be a logical extension of his name being Xisumavoid, paired with the general air of mystery and backstory that the whole armour and mask thing gives him. One popular explaination for the mask is that he needs it to breathe, since the air density of the End or the Void would likely be different than in the Overworld. Whether or not that's the story you would like to go with is entirely up to you!

However: Doc's arm being stolen by a god? Completely, fully canon. In reality, it wasn't much of a fight, but fanon likes to dramatize it and I enjoy that a lot personally. Still, the bare facts don't need a lot of elaboration to be very wild. The right arm on Doc's skin was canonically stolen by Dinnerbone himself, after hearing Doc brag about how good he was at Minecraft and deciding he needed to be depowered a bit. Doc replaced it with cybernetics and seems to have carried on just as confidently as always, seeing as that event happened about seven years ago. (I will link the video in the replies)

This has been Hermitcraft/Hermitblr facts with Shade! The more you know. :)

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It's not that he can't breathe... it's more that he would rather other people not be breathing him. While being an amorphous vapour can be useful at times, it's not the most convenient for living with humans!

Pearl; who is a moth hybrid (who has a little bit of moon deity sprinkled in as well) thus being nocturnal. She can be awake during day hours but is always a little on edge. She also seems to pop up and just be overall more energetic the bigger the moon is. (In the moon cycle way, not the season 8 way. Season 8 just put her on edge as well as making moon powers stronger)

Doc; who is a sentient creeper. Creepers are actually crepuscular so of course Doc is as well. My reasoning for creepers being crepuscular is because, unlike most mobs who spawn at dark, they don't burn or hide away during the day.

Grain; he's... not actually a nocturnal species. Macaws are not nocturnal, he just has a very messed up sleep schedule.

Cleo; she just sleeps whenever she wants. The zombie part of her sometimes makes her want to hide from the sun but she has potions to stop the sun from burning her.

Xisuma; being a Voidwalker he's more used to the dark of, well, the Void. He's not actually straight up nocturnal but he prefers being out at night

Bdubz; not really? Hrs a phantom and his species is normally nocturnal but he's not. Thanks to some handy dandy potions to stop the sun from obliterating him (thanks Cleo!) He can safely be out and about during the day, which he oddly prefers.

Hope you enjoyed my jumbled thoughts :D

ooh! very fun, may i suggest a Nether Tango who doesn't like being out in the day because he's not used to the sun? the Nether is all underground, after all.

This meaning that watchers are capable of seeing all parts of the colour spectrum and listeners are able to hear all different frequencies of sound.

To the watchers the void is an array of wonderful colours mixed with a black backdrop, while listeners hear the soft songs of the code winding around them where ever they go.

Voidwalkers, even though they aren’t quite these deities, can still see and hear minor parts of the void due to their heritage.

This, at times, is a moderate inconvenience to the players who have these traits. Because, in a world full of colour and sound so unlike the soothing emptiness of the void, the overworld is a lot to deal with.

and I love "Xisuma is a voidwalker" headcanon. but the thing is, I don't actually know what a "voidwalker" is. so I just made up my own explanation:

void is actually a thick liquid, very gooey tho. that's how players die in it, they fall in, they drown (and its Very hard to fly out. like quicksand ig) and they suffocate, xisuma and EX tho, not only don't stick to it, but can actually walk on it. they are the only ones who can contain it to, (like in the cups of their hands) but it's hard to find a material to store it in, so there isn't much use.

pearl has some moon-like powers. not moon-goddes but actual moon. can change gravitation a little bit and can control the ocean waves. and she can manipulatie the void a little bit, but it's dangerous.

Do you think X or EX has tried to drink void before?