[ughhhhh cringeeee]

The mask lay in front of him.

Did he dare touch it? Become what he had left behind?

He hesitantly grabbed it and held in his hands. Instantly, dark purple spread through his wings, as though ink had spilled on them. His pupils became dark purple watcher symbols and a cape faded onto his shoulders, the watcher symbol on the badge holding it together.

 Crackling purple veins coursed from his fingers to his wrist, glowing with vibrant energy. He swiftly pulled on his white gloves to cover them.

Energy surged through him. Void energy. He had the urge to pull on the mask, but he knew he shouldn't.

He couldn't become Diamond again.

"Grian?"

He dropped the mask, everything returning to how it normally was, and shoved it under his bed. "Yes?"

Joe dropped gracefully down into his base and looked around worriedly. "Is everything okay?" he asked.

"Of course!" Grian exclaimed nervously. Had Joe seen him? "Why wouldn't it be?"

"I just..." Joe shuffled his feet awkwardly. "Sorry. I just felt an urge to come here. I just I'll take my leave now. See ya Grian." Joe took off into the sky.

Grian sighed and slumped down. His communicator suddenly buzzed, startling him.

Grian did you feel anything? Mumbo texted. Grian texted a no and asked him why he'd asked. Well I felt a strange surge of energy. Idk might just had been some lag.

He froze. Feeling surges of energy. An urge to come to that energy.

Had... had he effected Joe and Mumbo with his Watcher magic?

No... I...

Grian buried his head in his arms.

Why did I come to Hermitcraft...? I'm just causing trouble for everyone...

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thanks a goddamn lot Grian (jkjk i love my gremlin bby 💕)