Broken (Hermitcraft AU) [NO LONGER BEING UPDATED, UP FOR ADOPTION]

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POV Grian

Darkness. A sense of mystery. Then, suddenly, a flash of blinding purple light and the world was no longer a blank slate. Two figures appeared before the kneeling hermit. One had purple, feathered wings and a purple/gold mask. The other had shining, silver, batlike wings tipped with red, and silver, red-tipped horns and claws. Both were radiating some kind of swirling golden aura. 

̇/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ

He heard the voice in his head. "Who- who's there?" 

∴ᒷ   ᔑ∷ᒷ   ||𝙹⚍ 

"What do you mean?" 

∴ᒷ  ᔑ∷ᒷ   ∴⍑ᔑℸ   ||𝙹⚍   ᓵ𝙹⚍ꖎ↸   ʖᒷ

ʖ⚍ℸ   ||𝙹⚍   ᒲ⚍ᓭℸ   ᒲᔑꖌᒷ   ᔑ   ᓵ⍑𝙹╎ᓵᒷ 

"What choice do I have to make?"

∴⍑╎ᓵ⍑      ᓭ╎↸ᒷ     ᔑ∷ᒷ    ||𝙹⚍    𝙹リ?

"What kind of question is that? I don't know what the sides are!" He was despairing more and more by the second. 

∴╎ꖎꖎ    ||𝙹⚍    ᓭℸ ̣ ᔑ||     ∴╎ℸ ̣ ⍑     ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ     !¡ᔑᓭℸ ̣? 

𝙹∷   ⊣𝙹   ╎リℸ ̣ 𝙹    ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ     ⎓⚍ℸ ̣ ⚍∷ᒷ?

He could now distinguish two separate voices. "I- I don't know." 

||𝙹⚍    ᒲ⚍ᓭℸ ̣    ꖌリ𝙹∴    ᓭ𝙹𝙹リ

𝙹∷ ╎ℸ ̣ ᒲ╎⊣⍑ℸ ̣ ʖᒷ ℸ ̣ 𝙹𝙹 ꖎᔑℸ ̣ ᒷ

"Too late? Too late for what?" 

∴ᒷ    ᓵᔑリリ𝙹ℸ ̣     ᓭℸ ̣ ᔑ||     ᔑリ||     ꖎ𝙹リ⊣ᒷ∷ 

ℸ ̣ ⍑╎ᓭ    ╎ᓭ    ⚍!¡    ℸ ̣ 𝙹    ||𝙹⚍    リ𝙹∴

ᓵ⍑𝙹𝙹ᓭᒷ    ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ    ∷╎⊣⍑ℸ ̣    !¡ᔑℸ ̣ ⍑

"But which path is the right one? I don't understand!" It was too late. The figures faded away, leaving Grian in darkness once more. 

He awoke with a start. 

Looking around, he slowly came back to himself. He was in his room, in his bed. He had never left. It was just a dream. But what did they mean? Thinking back to the... dream? visit? He wasn't sure what it was. The figures... one of them was a Watcher. The other, a Gargoyle. They had said they were him? So, like, were they the reason that he could use Watcher magic still? Or the reason he had changed to begin with? It was all so confusing. Quickly checking his communicator, he noticed that X called a server-wide meeting for later on in the day. He could sleep a little while longer. 

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POV Xisuma

Alright. I'm going to do this. It's going to be fine. They won't hate me. Xisuma was trying to pump himself up. It was about 30 minutes before the meeting in the middle of the shopping district, and he was finally going to do it. He was going to show everyone on the server his face. But first, there was someone he needed to talk to.