Watching you|| Hermitcraft AU||Discontinued

Dreams

Sorry I posted a little late I didn't actually know what this chapter was going to be about as there are very few chapters where I have an idea ;-;

|Grian|

After a week or two people were slowly allowed in to see me and Mumby. However, after a while, I noticed Mumby was always nervous when people would come in and was always looking down at his hands. Then I started noticing how Mumby was always tired, so I stayed up to see what the problem was.

|Time skip - night time| [idk what to put here I thought this was necessary though :p]

I was trying to stay awake when I heard him. I walked over to Mumby and saw him talking to himself in his sleep when he woke up and started crying.

"Mumby, what's wrong?"

"Imnothimimnothimimnothim" was all I could hear him say.

"Mumby, whatever's wrong your going to have to speak up, or would you like a hug." He nodded to my request to hug him and we just sat there hugging, and him crying.

....

...

"I love you Gri, t-thank you for everything..."

"Your welcome Mumby. I love you too."

I watched as Mumby slowly drifted off to sleep still hugging me. I slowly put him down and accidentally fell asleep beside him sometime after.

|Grian's mind|

[you need to pull up ur Galactic translater cause there's like a whole conversation in tis chapter, just put it in the comments if someone asks cause they can't use the translator]

I had fallen asleep by accident, Let's hope nothing else happens out there. I noticed someone else was here, they weren't Xan.

They were some shadowy figure or everything they're wearing is black I didn't know until they turned around.

They were wearing a dark purple cloak with a white clasp, black pants, a dress shirt, some sort of heeled-boots. They also had a very light purple halo, they had two black and white braids, with a pair of dark purple and black wings. Although the feathers on them looked almost fake like they were crudely made, and repaired by the same person for years, slowly improving them until they looked at least decent.

And they had a mask.

A Watcher mask.

"⍑ᒷꖎꖎ𝙹, ̇/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ"

"My names not that thing anymore ʖ∷ᔑ╎↸ᓭ!"

"╎ℸ ̣ ᓭ ᓭℸ ̣ ╎ꖎꖎ ᔑ!¡ᔑ∷ℸ ̣ 𝙹⎓ ||𝙹⚍ ᔑリ↸ ∴╎ꖎꖎ ⎓𝙹∷ᒷ⍊ᒷ∷ ∴╎ꖎꖎ ʖᒷ!"

"∴ᒷ ∴╎ꖎꖎ ⎓𝙹∷ᒷ⍊ᒷ∷ ⍑⚍リℸ ̣ ||𝙹⚍ ↸𝙹∴リ ᔑリ↸ ʖ∷╎リ⊣ ||𝙹⚍ ʖᔑᓵꖌ-"

"NO, YOU WONT!!"

"-ʖ∷╎リ⊣ ||𝙹⚍ ʖᔑᓵꖌ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ⚍ᓭ"

"||𝙹⚍ ᔑ∷ᒷ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ꖎᔑᓭℸ ̣ !¡╎ᒷᓵᒷ 𝙹⎓ 𝙹⚍∷ !¡ꖎᔑリ"

"ᓵ𝙹ᒲᒷ ʖᔑᓵꖌ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ⚍ᓭ-"

"ᓵ𝙹ᒲᒷ ʖᔑᓵꖌ ᔑリ↸ ᓭℸ ̣ ᔑ∷ℸ ̣ ||𝙹⚍∷ ℸ ̣ ∷ᔑ╎リ╎リ⊣ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ʖᒷᓵ𝙹ᒲᒷ ᔑ ∴ᔑℸ ̣ ᓵ⍑ᒷ∷"

"ᓵ𝙹ᒲᒷ ʖᔑᓵꖌ ᔑリ↸ ⍑ᒷꖎ!¡ ⚍ᓭ"

"̷̡̛̦͔̥̭͍̬̜̜̜̬͙͓̙̜̗͈̣͔̹̮̥̩͙̖̣͔̬͎̭̮̙̪̟̪̻̳͎̳̈́̎͆̓̇̓̉̃͐͊̉̿̄̈́̀̈́̂̀̂̎̓̄̉̈́̃̉̌͒̀̉̊̌͆̂̊́͊̌̀̚͘͝͝͝͠ͅͅͅÇ̶̧̧̧̨̡̨̢̢̢̢͕͇͔̺̣̻͇͉̩̱͉̼͈̗̭̳̭̥̣̮̦̤̠̗̣̝̘̬̺̼̣͎͚̲̺͙͍̣̜̼͙̞̪̟͚̘̦͉̬̥͚͎̟͍̟̥̤̜̻͓̟̼̺͙̬̠̬͖̮̟̃͌̐͗͊̅̈́̒̍̓̒͆̈̆̃̇̐̂͐̾̈́̇̒͂͂͌͑̋̊̕̚͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅͅͅO̵̢̢̢̧̡̢̢̡̢̡̢̨̡͙͖̯̹̬͓̱̭̰̦̦̭͓̯̖̰̜̤̖̦̳̫̺͙͎̮̰̲̝̙̼̙̮̥̘̤̭̺̻̹̟̞̹͈͙̩̖̮̩͉̳̲̞̱̙̤̦̣̦͔̣͕̰͙̣̮̣̤̠̘̓̍̏̂̑̽̓̾̆͜͠͠ͅM̸̡̛̛̛̛̦̪̰̜̭̤͖͙̥̘̮͓͖̙̝̰̣̯͖͓̣̱̱̭̙̜̓̽͊͒̄͑̐͐̍͛̽̎̑́̈́̽͐̔̀̄̅͋̈͆͗͌̊͋̌̆̀͗̑̎̿͂̌̒̅̂̈́̍̿̃̍̂̔̿͑͋̾̏̔̆͌́̈́̑̒͂̀́̈̆́͐̀͛̇̊̾̕̕̕̚̚͘̚͠͝͝͠ͅȨ̵̨̡̢̧̥̫̣̳̟͙̦̫͙̰̪̖̫͔͚̝̘̞̳̗͙̬̞͚͚͈̬̰̩̙̬̠̭̜̤̺͇̙͎̗͚͈̺͇̲̲̯̼̜̇̇̾̋̈́́̈́̎̍̔̒̌͌̂̈́̈́̃̍͒̈́͝͝͠ͅͅ ̶̨̧̧̧̢̛̪̦̱͖̰̱̮̻̲̯͙͙͍̥̱̟̫͍͇͎̣̙̗̗̗͔͔̙͎̯̩͉̭̖̙̘͍̙̲̜̖̔̆̆͂̾̽̒͊̀̋̒̌̀̋́̈͊̈͋́͐̋̓̈̃̀̋́͐̄́̓̌̽̾̕̚͜͝͝͠B̵̡͙̟̜̬̥̩̲̱̞͇̑̈́̑͋͆A̸̡̢̡̧̡̨̛̪̮̪̮̻͈̣̭͈̭̩̰̰̭̮̲͈̞̱̭̦̜̝̪̯̻̤̤̱̻̘̪̳̗̻̭̟̠̙͚̦̞̘̥̩̳̪̰̳̳̗͂̒͑̀͗̾̈̅͋̂̇̃̀̌͂͋͑̾̓̈̏̈́͗̑̏̃̉̃̚͘͜͝ͅC̶̢̢̡̧̧̨̧̧̧̛͔̤̲̠͖̙̲̤̭̰̞̫͇̘͚̜̟̜͚̝̺͉̲̱͉̪̹̺̞͍̲̰̥̗̮̲̦̙͍̯͖̣͚̲̗̤̼̥͉̟̦͇̲̲̫̫͇̥̤̦̠̲̱̳̣̖̬̾̎̈̀̓͑̔̅͒͗͆̂͆̃͗̄̓̎̿̿͛̓̓̅̈́̾̃̽̔̍̑̅͗̆̀̀͂̏̎̑̇́̉̀̾̽̀̽͆̈͌̈͗́̀͂̕̚̕̚͜͠͠͝͠ͅK̸̛͈͇͔͚̜̰̜̯̠̠̙̜͈̼͚͎̟̮̝̖̆͛̏̔̃̀͐̀̓͗͋̈́̅́͌͐͌́̔͑͗̏͒̈́̈́̀͑̕͜͝͝͠͝ ̵̢̛̯̪͇͙̪͈̦̰̦̤͍͈̹͎͍̼͍̝̝͉̭̞̳̪̌́͌̀̾̍̉̃̌̎̂͗͊̓́̽̂͛́̂͐̑̇͒̂̊͂̽͊͌̅͋͛͛̆̊̎̈̆͋͗̓̈́͑͋̑̓͋̈́̓̍̚̕͘͘͜͜͝ͅƯ̷̢̡̡̢̪̣̣̘͖̯̳̘̜̯̟͔̭̞̣̦̦͍͉͚̤͕̫̜̝͈͇̜̟̻̥̝̯̻͚̮͜͜͜͠ͅȘ̷̡̨͉̖̹̭̭̮͈̠̪̪̼̟̱̙͍͓͕̯̝̪̈̈̀̏ ̷̡̢̧̧̢̡̡̛̣̼̘̗̳̣͇̗͚̬̲̭̺̮̰̼͙͈͓͇͖̙̱̲̝̱̟̗̮̼͋͑̐̇͑̃̓͗͛͒͜͜ͅẌ̵̡̧̡̡̧̢̨̨̼̭̬̻̹̗̼̘̺̹͓̞̠̤̗̜̪̭̩̭̩̰̯͖͔͔̜̗͍̻̹͈͉̝͇̥̦̩̭͍̯̱̦͕̯̥͖̲̪̻̜͖̳͉̲̹͎̘̳̻̖̞͕̝̜̥͚̤́̋̊͌̓́̃͗̈́́͛͊̎͗́͒͂̈́̓̈́̾̑͌̀̕͘̚͘͜͜͜͝͝͠͝͝͠E̸̡̢̢̛̛̬̰͙̮̟̞̲̥͉̮̟̫͉͈̬̻̹̠̗͇̲͉̬͕̱̬͓̹͔̞̬̻̜̱̫̭̫͕̙̱͓͚̲̙͐͌̓̌̈͊̃̌͐̈̇̃̓͆͋͌͋̿̔͛̄̉̇̈́͛̃͗̓̐͊͊͆͐̓͒͌͌̃̀̈́̌̈́̋̑̍̋̕͘̚͜͠͝͝͠Ĺ̶̡̧̧̧̡̢̧̧̡̡̡̡̛̤͇̯̬̲̤̻̳̮̥̙͇̼͙͔͎͈̯̥̜̖̰̝͎͙̭͚͍̱̘̖͎̬̦̲̺̥͍͈͙̝͔̘̰̹̦̬̙̟̤͙̜͓̹͖̝̗̠͊̇͆̏̓̏̾̽̽̿̀̃͊̿͗̐̾͒̀̉́̅͋̅́̈́̐͊̿͂̅̂̓̏͒͐̈́͐̎̋̈͐̽̈́̅̓̀̓̄̍̓͗̋͒͒͋̈́̑͂̒̒̾͘͜͜͝͠͝͝ͅQ̴̧̨̺̦̰̤̜͕̈̄͑̈́̽́̂̃̉̐̓́̆̒̐̆̿̈́́́̀́̉͐̉̓̔̍͛̎̊͂̒̐̂̍̇̐̌͂̋̈́̈͒͛̿͆̎͊̏͒̃̂͆̌̌̎̽̕̕̕̕͝͠͠͝͠͝Ư̶̢̢̛͚͚̳̣̲̖̘̤̞̘̫͋̆͆̈͗̀̈̉̊̈̀̓̈̿̆̌̽̔͛̓̉̑̑̽̀̈́̃͒͆̄̆̍̈̃̀͆̆̒̅́̔̌̂̕̚̚̚͘͝͠͝ͅA̸̢̛̛̛͉̺̹̱̤̦̪͎͓͖̰̟̙̫͎̣̍̏́̌͐̍̏̒̉̀̀͌͆͊̿̌̿̀̈́̾̎̀̒͌̊̇͆̔̇̐̋̈͌̎̀́͊̀̓͆̇͌͒͌͛̇͘̚͘͜͝"̶̢̧̛̛̳̪̹̗̤̺̠̘̲̖̙̜̤̲̜͇͇̺̰͎̠̝̙̲̺͚͓͔̘̖̝̲̰̼͇̤̻̙͕͙̝̠̲͉̪̝̻͉̫̦̮͚̟̤̼̝̠̗͊̀͗̔̓̓͌̓̆̏̂͒͛̋̊̑̏̔͐̈̓̒̋̒̉͛̿͐̑̈́͆̿́̇̓̚͠͠͝͠͝͝͝͝ͅͅ
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