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Welcome to what's technically my fourth book rewrite, but probably only second, since I gave up on Forgotten after chapter 2 and Monsters just had the concept of becoming half-mob.

This was originally going to follow a similar plot to the original but the original basically doesn't have a plot except Grian getting slowly more and more annoying.

But yeah, this is going to be better

Now, onto what's either going to be chapter one or a prologue depending on how much I write...

(Latin translations/explanations of the galactic will be at the end of chapters)

They don't even need to send a note for me to know there's a meeting. I frown as I wake up knowing about it, but don't argue. 

Out of bed, I grab robes, cloak, mask, stretch my wings, and head off down out of my tower. I glide down the stairs as much as possible, knowing at the bottom to turn out to the left, not straight into the room - They wouldn't want me to appear behind them. 

The journey around is longer, but not difficult. I give a wave and smile to anyone I recognise, and enter the main room.

'̇/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ.' They speak. I smile, hurrying along to reach where 3 of the 4 of them sit.

'!¡∷𝙹ℸ ̣ 𝙹⊣ᒷリᓭ.' I bow my head, instinctively speaking their galactic names, making the symbols with hands. '!¡𝙹ℸ ̣ ᒷリℸ ̣ ⍊╎↸ᒷリℸ ̣ ᒷᓭ.'

'Your training is almost complete.' '!¡∷𝙹ℸ ̣ 𝙹⊣ᒷリᓭ, All Protecting, the one I know best, speaks in the galactic language I've slowly become fluent in.  'But for the last part you must be separated from this world.'

'What do you mean?' 

'What !¡∷𝙹ℸ ̣ 𝙹⊣ᒷリᓭ means is that you are going to another world for a while.'  !¡𝙹ℸ ̣ ᒷリℸ ̣ ᒷᓭ, the many-winged leader of the All-Powerful watchers replies. 'But do not fear. When your training is over we will bring you back here where you will take your true place.'

'Away?'

'We will be Watching over you.' !¡∷𝙹ℸ ̣ 𝙹⊣ᒷリᓭ adds

'When do I leave?'

'Now.' I See the two watcher guards approaching from behind to escort me. 'Do not fear. You will be with us again soon.'

'But- my stuff...'

'You will be back with us soon. When you enter the world you will know what to do. Good luck, ̇/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ  ᔑᒲᔑリℸ ̣ ᒷᓭ.'

The watchers lead me back through the room as I try to protest. I even try to read some of their minds to know their plans for me. Nothing. 

'Please!' I raise my voice as much as the whispered language allows. 'Let me stay here! I can study here! I don't want to leave!' 

Instead of out the main doors, I'm lead up cramped staircase I've never been up before. But I orient myself quickly as we enter a room filled with portals. I try to read the galactic above them. There's not enough time as I'm forced into the portal and away from the home I've grown to love.

I'm unused to the choking darkness of switching worlds. The utter lack of senses. And then I land.

All attempts to See more of the world end in void. I figure out the basic information I need. Survival, no permadeath, medium difficulty... the ground feels hard beneath my hands... Stone? I sense no mobs, no players...

I open my eyes and nearly scream.

I'm on a single block of bedrock and that's it. There's nothing else. The void surrounds me. All I can do is stand, try and find a solution... I switch gamemode to creative quickly and glide up. The void around me only increases.

You'll know what to do when you get there.

Well that was a blatant lie... unless I have to build...

No.

They wouldn't.

I need to build the entire world.

(A while later)

I finish planting the last flowers, a smile on my face. It's done. I've finished the world. And now the Watchers can take me back.

I take to the air, gliding around in search of them. But they haven't come. Why haven't they come? What's going on?

Xisuma joined the game

I pause in midair, almost falling. Xisuma? Who's Xisuma? Why is there another person here? 

I land, panic growing. Is this part of the mission? Do I have to meet this Xisuma? Kill him? Teach him to be a watcher?

GoodTimeWithScar joined the game

cubfan135 joined the game

More and more people join. I can't breathe from panic. Why are they all here?! Who sent them? What's going on?

And then I stop.

Mumbo Jumbo joined the game

Mumbo. I know Mumbo. He was my friend before... 

Hermitcraft.

I know the name. I remember being invited. Big server, very close group.

A lot of 𝙹ʖᓭᓵᒷリ⚍ᒲ. Freaks. The people shunned or imprisoned by the Watchers. The unworthy. I need to get rid of these people. They need to go.

I take to the air, trying to calm myself as I fly towards spawn. I end up spotting them, talking. There are even more than I expected. I force my terror away, and land on a tree.

'Get out my world.' I burst out. They all look at me, blinking. Confused. Not understanding. 'Get out my world! Now!'

'I think he wants us to leave.' One speaks. I look over. Cowboy hat. Brown clothes. 

Vexling.

Dangerous.

'Freak.' I hiss. Another next to him, grey beard, lab coat, also a vexling, steps closer. There are 2. Why are there two?!

'Grian, is that you?' Mumbo realises. I glare over at him. He doesn't take the hint. 'Oh my goodness, you- you've been gone for so long.'

'Why are you friends with 𝙹ʖᓭᓵᒷリ⚍ᒲ like them?' I point to the vexling pair, then signal to the other hybrid freaks around. Mumbo blinks back, confused.

'You do realise you're speaking galactic?' I turn to see another person I vaguely recognise. It must be Xisuma - grey helmet, green armour.

'Yes.' I lie. 'I can speak- I can speak English too.' I don't expect the switch back to English to be so hard.

'Grian, what happened? All I heard was that you joined the watchers.' Mumbo continues trying to speak

'Yeah, definitely a watcher...' The second vexling mutters. The one in the cowboy hat nods in agreement.

'/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ. I'm not Grian, I'm /ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ. They call me /ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ.'

'Well, Xel- /ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ... we come in peace to this world. We know you're scared, but we come in peace. If you want, you can join us.'

'Why would I join you?' I snap. 'I'm a Watcher! I'm the 𝙹ᒲリᒷᓭ ᔑᒲᔑリℸ ̣ ᒷᓭ! I made this world and now you're going to get out before I kill you!' My obsidian sword appears in my hand. Xisuma steps closer. I step back.

'We have nowhere else to go. We will not hurt you if you want to live in our world too. We are sorry for intruding, but we have nowhere else to go. We've already decided to live here.'

'Decide again.' I fight the tears threatening to fall down my face. 'Get OUT.'

'We come peacefully and without judgement. We will leave you alone to take anywhere else in this world. But this central island...'

'It's- it's my world!'

'Grian, we're sorry...'

'/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ!' I snarl back at Mumbo, before turning and flying away

A little different from your normal Watcher books where Grian's trying to get away from them...

:)

Galactic translations and meanings. All non-english words except Xelqua are Latin translations

/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ: Xelqua, the Watcher's name for Grian

!¡∷𝙹ℸ ̣ 𝙹⊣ᒷリᓭ: Protogens, (shortening of 'Omnes Progotens) - All protecting in Latin, the name of the leader of the All-protecting Watchers

!¡𝙹ℸ ̣ ᒷリℸ ̣ ᒷᓭ: Potentes ('Omnes Potentes') -All powerful, the leader of the all-powerful Watchers

ᓵ∷ᒷᔑリ↸𝙹: Creando ('Omnis Creando')-All creating, leader of the all-creating watchers

 ⍊╎↸ᒷリℸ ̣ ᒷᓭ: Vidantes ('Omnis Vidantes') -All seeing, leader of the all-seeing watchers

ᔑᒲᔑリℸ ̣ ᒷᓭ, 𝙹ᒲリᒷᓭ ᔑᒲᔑリℸ ̣ ᒷᓭ: Amantes, Omnes Amantes -All loving, Grian's name as the fifth important watcher, trained in all magics (It'll be explained later on but basically the Avatar (Avatar the last airbender) of watchers)

𝙹ʖᓭᓵᒷリ⚍ᒲ: Obscenum -The watcher's name for hybrids and people with other magic that they find unworthy and sinful