𖤍 The Rift 𖤍

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- Grian didn't create the rift, it was a portal made by Watchers before the hermits arrived, they tried to infiltrate the server but Grian had done some spells, delaying them all.
- Grian is the most powerful Watcher and was actually the prince of the Watchers.
- Italics are galactic

Grian knew something was wrong the moment he spawned into the new season, but none of the others seemed to notice so he decided to check it out alone.

As soon as the parrot was alone he focused his Watcher eyes on any abnormalities on the server. Deep down in a cave, he found it, it was ebbing with Watcher magic. Then he made up his mind, he was going to live near it in order to try and figure out how to seal it.

In the start, it went really well, but he needed some training in his magic in order to figure out the right spell. The watcher decided to use his magic in his builds. The entity, a living rock that had legs and could walk, nobody even batted an eye. His base consisted of floating rocks, nobody even cared about it, he should've done this a long time ago as he had missed using his magic. He even used his magic to ressurect Grumbot, as the robot maybe held the answer to how to seal the rift.

When others asked how he had done it, he told them that he came out of the rift and just shrugged it off. Suprisingly the others believed him, the bad thing was that the others thought he had created the rift.

Nothing really happened for a few weeks, that was until he woke up one day, panicked, as he had just had a nightmare, the only difference was the purple eyes around him and his void-black wings.

They were here. The Watchers was on the server. The parrot panicked and teleported to where his Admin where. He hid his Watcher features and then walked up to him and tapped X on the back.

"Hey X, what's up?" He tried to ask in his usually cheery voice.
"There's some weird activity somewhere on the server, but I can't find it, I have searched everywhere on the surface" X sighed and closed his admin panels.
"It's the rift, I'm pretty sure"
"What did you do?" X demanded to know and Grian put up his hands in defense.
"I did not create the rift!"
"Then why is it in your base?"
"It was there when we arrived at the server, I moved closer to try and shut it!" The parrot yelled defensively.
"That's just nonsense, I couldn't feel anything" X raised his voice as well.
"No, but it was there when I moved in, alright?" Grian argued

"Are you two done?" A voice cut them off, it came from above them and had a galactic accent.
Grian and Xisuma jumped back and X held out his sword, ready to kill it.

"Oh, you sweet little player, only Watchers can kill other Watchers, but if I kill you, it's a perma-death" it grinned and Grian took out his sword.

"Didn't you hear me mortal? You can't kill me"
"I can try" he replied and X took out his sword to help the smaller.
"Grian, run, I'm the admin and I have a better chance, if I don't make it please get the others to safety"
"I'm not leaving you X" he stated and the voidwalker sighed. "We'll both die, as no Watcher would help us"
"Maybe it's bluffing?" Grian suggested, knowing damn well it wasn't.

X nodded and quickly jumped forward, taking the Watcher off guard. He managed to get behind it and stab it in the back.
"I wasn't bluffing" it sneered and X flew back and hit a tree. He fell to the ground and watched as the Watcher stood over the small hermit. The admin tried to get up, but failed as he had probably broken his leg.

Grian stood with a diamond sword in his hand and determination in his eyes. X could've cursed himself, he should've insisted that his friend should run instead of letting him stay and now he was paying the price.

Grian took a deep breath and flew up into the air and around the Watcher, he cut it on its arms but couldn't get a good hit in.

The Watcher managed to stab him in the leg and the builder groaned in pain. Then he flew to the back and got a clear view of it. He took his sword out and flew towards the back and stabbed it right in the heart.

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