It was very late into a night on the HermitCraft server. Most players were asleep in their bases, except for Xisuma. He was sitting in the admin control room awake, there were heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his wings and antennas was drooping. He seemed to be fixing some code, having a tablet in his lap he was typing on with the wall in front of him covered in a blue screen of code. Xisuma was so stuck in his own little world he didn't notice footsteps approaching
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