Grian sat there, on his phone, reading a book about the evo watcher legend. He scoffed as the writer described the admin as a weak player for not fighting for their world. If only they knew how hard they had fought, how many lives and how much sanity the evo admin had given just to have a few of their friends survive. Grian wasn't a normal player, he was turned immortal by the watchers. He was the evo admin, he had been torturing himself for the last thousand years because he couldn't save his family. His evo friends were like family to him, his birth family abandoned him at a young age. He was a normal player, not a hybrid, not until the watchers turned him. He went through a painful transformation. Broken bones and new bones, a new form. Wings, bird legs talons, a demon feathered tail. Grian got enough of the book and turned off his phone. Mumbo looked up and gave the smaller a sadden look. "What's up dude? You look so sad" Mumbo said as he stood up and walked over to the smaller. "It's nothing, don't worry about it. Let's go work on Sahara, get our minds off things" Grian says as he stands up, and flaps out his wings. He went on like this for a while, not having a reason to smile.
(Sorry it took me so long, I'm currently on a writing block and trying to get over it) maybe part two?
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Winged Grian/hermit one shots
FanfictionRequests open Grian has wings and is an avian If you want a ship the only ship I'm willing to do right now is Grumbo
