Novel & Cerita I Observe All That Transpires Here

"Am Regard. I knows all; I sees all." S E E R "What is all this? "What are those voices and letter just now?" "Why I'm I here?" "Is this the afterlife, I thought it will be more brighter or more of a wonderland? Well." The voice laughed. "Let's see how it turns out."

The Cost of Being Seen POV: Aidan There is a difference between observing something— And being acknowledged by it. We cross that line the moment it looks back. The point in space does not expand. Does not distort. Does not change in any visible way. But the shift is undeniable. Before, it existed. Now— It is aware. And more importantly— It is aware of us. “Maintain focus,” I say. My voice is steady. Controlled. Because anything else would make this worse.

Then the observation window beside the console clears. Beyond it, on a lower level, the first group of unstable stock is being led into an observation corridor. Hands bound. Eyes open. Waiting for the lesson.

in an abrupt manner. The ambiance in the room became awkward right away. Julian's expression became tepid, and I could feel the sharp warning in his eyes directed towards Maximilian. Standing nearby, I observed everything. My chest tightened, and the throbbing in my head returned with full force. I held onto the doorframe, attempting to maintain my balance while keeping my eyes on the scene. This was an invigorated encounter. Gradually, I felt my heart breaking apart. I was a fragile plant, devoid of vitality and unwanted. I used to associate myself with family, but now I was closer and closer to Ophelia, the woman who sparkled like a radiant rose.

⸻ Including the ones who still carried guilt. ⸻ Including the ones who still carried fear. ⸻ 🌙 The Witness Changes For the first time in all existence… The Witness stepped forward. 👁️ ⸻ Everyone turned toward it. ⸻ Because the Witness never participated. ⸻ It observed. ⸻ That was its purpose. ⸻ Nothing more. ⸻ Nothing less. ⸻ Yet now… It moved. ⸻ Slowly. ⸻ Deliberately.

My heart was palpitating brutally when he looked at me. He seemed really surprised with his eyes widely opened. He placed his hands on his hips, craned his neck to the side with the most hassling neutral expression on his face. I felt really shamed at the moment. I had only watched these things in movies but not real life. I could never imagine that it was going to happen to me. "Ju… Justin, what are you… you… doing here?" I stuttered, quivering with a slight and tremulous motion.

I read the words slowly, and it was as if I could see my aunt's face. “Lead mihi quo vos es. Sic vadum is exsisto ... ” And now what I see is clearer. I can't explain but I seem to see their every move. It was as if I was watching them right now. “Lead mihi quo vos es. Sic vadum is exsisto !!! ” Suddenly a gust of wind blew towards me. Brylle and Vander looked at me… "What's up?"

Ezra, his eyes scanning the horizon, remarked, "This realm, it's alive. Every element, every particle, feels conscious." Liora, her ethereal form shimmering in response to the realm's energies, whispered, "It's as if we're standing in the heart of the multiverse, where every realm, every possibility, converges." Isolde, her hand instinctively going to her weapon, said cautiously, "Stay alert. Such beauty often hides dangers we might not perceive immediately." Niamh, her senses heightened, murmured, "There are energies here, ancient and powerful. They're observing us, gauging our intentions."

“.........Nunc mē videō, oculōs aperiō, et mēcum est. Cor frīgidum, animus malus, animus īgnōtus, vōs nūllam vīribus corrumpat, nūllam vīribus. Vōs adiungite mihi, per tōtum iter, per omnem rem. Per oculōs meōs, per mēnsās meās, per cor meum. Nōscō, nōscō, nōscō. Nunc, tē intrō, cor meum. Tē intrō, mēns meam. Tē intrō, animam meam. Mē tūtam teneās, per omnem rem. Mē tūtam teneās, per omnem locum”