Hypnotized Hermitcraft Novels & Stories

She gasps in surprise covering her mouth and runs towards the hermit. “It’s you,” the lady uttered as she hold the hermit’s craggy face while tears slowly fall from her eyes. “What do you mean?” the hermit asked in confusion as he furrowed his eyebrows staring at the lady’s weeping eyes. “How could you?” the lady uttered as she wipe her tears. Merfoy approach them as he looks at the hermit, the hermit was confused as Merfoy suddenly place his palm on the hermit’s forehead. He saw flashes of memory from his mind, a scene of him hugging and running with the lady in a green field, two girls playing with them who seemed to be his daughters, and the next scene he saw was a bloody war in the dark,

I reply softly after a moment, giving her a nod. "Alright..." Hera says, her voice quiet and laced with reluctance. "Take my hand. It will require intense concentration. Just leave your mind...open." I'm not entirely sure what that means, but I nod, closing my eyes and attempting to clear my swirling thoughts. Hera's hand grasps mine firmly, and I take a deep, steadying breath. A few moments of silence pass, and a soft breeze rustles my hair. "Open your eyes." Hera's voice is soft, whimsical, seeming to be close to my ear.

What was happening in the residence seemed apocalyptic. "Harvey… No… Master Harvey… After you left, Eridan set up and began his ritual. Everything went well initially, but as soon as the six hours you mentioned passed, my grandma suddenly woke up. Veronica and the others thought everything was done now and happily walked toward her, but my grandma simply slapped them, and half their body became numb.

Slowly she starts to register everything present in Infront of her. Her eyes are wild when she sees my fangs, My red eyes. When I see her face filled with fear, just like she has seen a ghost. I register I need to do this now, or making her forget this will be difficult. So, I look for today's memory and start to erase it. My eyes turn bright red, and she gets hypnotized when looking into my eyes. When the process ends, her eyes fall shut. I look at her one last time, then collect everything and leave the room.

The large screens along the wall lit up. Brainwave patterns. Neural pulses. Signal pathways. The room filled with glowing data streams. Dr. Marini leaned forward. “That’s… a full neural map.” One of the specialists whispered. “Impossible.” Sera spoke calmly. “Not impossible.” She glanced at Nikolai. “Continue.” Nikolai tapped another command. “Signal sync in three… two… one…” A faint vibration moved through the harness. Damian felt it instantly. A strange pressure ran up his spine.

Then, clad in fuzzy blue bedroom slippers with pom-poms on the toes, baggy jeans, red belt, and braless, she waited. The sorceress took up the mortar and pestle. In went the deadly nightshade, the wild elephant's ear, the bladderwort, and the stinking smut. Blobs of mercury slid over the powdered herbs as she had carefully poured it from the vail while covering her nose and mouth with her feathered sleeve.

Ang dilim na hiniram ko sa kanyang nakaraan ay naging isang lason na pilit akong ginagawang halimaw. Nasa loob pa rin kami ng "Obsidian Forge," ang hangin ay puno ng amoy ng nasunog na mercury at ang malapot na takot na nanggagaling sa akin. I was pinned on top of Dante on the stone slab, my hands locked around his throat, squeezing until his hazel eyes began to glaze over. The memory leak was still active, a violent feedback loop that convinced me he was the monster who branded the child I just saw.

She looked worn out in a way I’d never seen before. I tried to lighten the mood, even just a little. “Back there… how did you pull that off?” I asked. “That creature you became, she was huge. Strong. Honestly, terrifying in the best way. Was that some kind of magic?” Harriet stared at me for a long second, her expression unreadable. Then her brows knit together. “Ember,” she said carefully, “that wasn’t a spell. That was Lenny. My wolf.” She hesitated. “She introduced herself, didn’t she?”

But the humming grew louder, louder, vibrating through her bones. Her breath trembled. “I have to try.” She sat down abruptly, folding her legs into a tight yoga pose. Her hands braced against her knees. And when she closed her eyes and— She hummed. Not aloud. But from deep inside her chest, in her mind, the sound vibrated outward like a silent wave. The air pulsed. Unknown to her, her eyes snapped open, glowing a bright unnatural yellow like molten gold. A ripple swept from her body, invisible yet powerful, crashing into the Crystal of Albion.

A head with three horns suddenly startled King Cedric who was on his way to where demons stay. Not all know this place, only a few people who the demons trusted can be able to come to this place. Of course all who came to that place were people who had been hypnotized. There is no antidote to the hypnosis that the demons gives to brainwashed people. Likewise with King Cedric. The demons thought they've brainwashed King Cedric so the demons don't have the slightest suspicion of King Cedric.