My OC Book (Under Construction)

The Author

What they are: The overseer of the universe. Not God, just an observer and a record keeper.

Age: The Author has no age. They are as old as when the story began, and they die when it ends.

Gender: Unidentifiable

Appearance: Yes

Race: Human

Occupation: overseer of the 95-2.3 dimensional branch/occasional advisor to the heroes/psychologist

Abilities (While he's in another dimension):

Ignore- Doesn't have to abide by the determined limitations of the set universe, but can't alter the world in any shape or form.

Restore- Can revitalize those originating from his dimension, even from death.

Abilities: (While he's in his own dimension): Yes

Personality: He is..The Author.

This man knows every word, every action and every possibility.

Except when he doesn't. He likes to keep himself in the dark, never playing a hand in the affairs of his creations. The Author enjoys to just sit and record everything he sees, jotting it all down in the very book that's being lived right in front of him. He chooses where to go, what rules to follow, as well as what he does next.

The Author chose not to possess neither omnipresence or omnipotence, but he can exist in several different spaces all at once. This, however, leaves the man somewhat scatterbrained and a little unfocused. He could help his heroes to defend the very existence of the universe..but gosh darn it if watching this one particular couple go through anger management isn't time investing.

The man does tend to get bored, so that's why he picked up several side hobbies. To him, monogamy within his life felt the same as god-like abilities, and he just didn't like that. He enjoys a different experience, a new conversation and new faces. This makes his somewhat upbeat and pretty happy.

Weakness: Yes

Weapons: Probably

Synopsis: The man exists simply to record the story, one moment at a time.

He existed since the beginning, even before the Actual Beginning. He existed in a simpler form at the True Beginning. In the true beginning, The Author was nothing but a name. He presented the world he had created with only a title, and prayed that someone took notice.

When they finally did, the Actual Beginning..began, and The Author was given shape. He let loose the floodgates, jotting down every minute moment that pertained to the story he wanted to tell.

1. The Author always exists, no matter where he is or who he is, he always exists.

2. He is everywhere, but he does not know everything.

3. The Author abides by no rules, and has no role. He does not like his creations, but his love for them is bottomless.