Novel & Cerita I Observe All That Transpires Here

Watching. The moment it appeared, the memory itself trembled. Emma felt fear. Not her fear. The fear of the first Emma. The fear of the first Ethan. The fear of two people realizing they had been seen. The Observer whispered. "The beginning." Emma's heart pounded. The memory accelerated. The presence above them examined them. Not cruelly. Not kindly. Objectively. Like an equation being evaluated. Then— It spoke. The words echoed across the memory. Across Emma's awareness.

From a distance, Daven noticed a large crowd, two dead fishermen, who were there at the middle of the crowd. "What the hell was going on in this place?" Daven muttered and as he looked around he saw an old man who was considered crazy by those people living in the island! "Rage from the ocean! The imminent end of evil and darkness in the kingdom! The nymph savior has come!" said an old man looking up at the sky facing the ocean. "Oh, and this is even more weird!” Daven said to himself and couldn’t understand everything that was happened that day. Daven wondered what was exactly the reason why those fish and two fishermen was killed.

“It feels like there is nowhere left to look from.” The Bell Tower field responded once more. And inside that response, observation no longer required an observer. It simply continued as existence perceiving itself everywhere at once.

As if on cue, my glasses slipped down my nose again. "Say a word there again, and you're going to regret ever existing, Reina Grimes." His voice had dropped to a lower octave, causing fear to crawl up my spine. "You're not even worth my worry or my effort. Why do you think you can speak in my presence?"

She could she a ghost of a smile but was gone before she could blink. “ Have a seat” He said . A brown envelope was waiting for her as she sat . “ what is this “ she inquired. “ Open it “ ohh how wickedly his eyes gleamed.

I Whisper to her. " This is where It all happens, All the training of the pack Is done here, all the transformation process is learned and achieved at this point" She says to me and stops, I see a small light coming from the far end. She leads me to it And it's another entrance to the underground room.

"What line am I supposed to say here? Should I say… Yes? Or no?" Theodore's brow seemed to raise slightly as he snapped his fingers. Two men in black suddenly walked out from the corner. They then stuffed the man on the floor into a sack and carried him out. While they were doing that, I walked around the room, looking for cameras. Unfortunately, I found nothing. I quickly figured everything out. They must be using pinhole cameras! After the man was carried out, the door closed again. Theodore sat down in a chair not far away. He asked, "Your name."

They do not speak loudly. But I hear enough. I always do. We reach the entrance to the grand hall. The doors are already open. Light spills out. Music drifts into the corridor. I stop for a moment. Just for a second. Then I step inside. And everything changes. The room is filled. Nobles. Guests. Power. Every gaze turns. Some curious. Some calculating. Some cold. My eyes move across the room. Searching. And then I see them. Viola.

None dares speak without order from the King. Alpha and ruler over every alive and existing Alpha's. I the true alpha included. Our eyes alone performs conversation. Every eyes non stop roll. They roam the entire room and every present faces and figures. Few send and transmit signals through their eyes alone. All display before me whom is no exemption from fellow alpha's eye activities. My eyes also observe and take note every ongoing scinerio. Positive or negative. I observe them all. Knuckles continually cracks. Certain nervous and some what less powerful alpha's continous crack knuckles.

Alberto was very confused. He had completely lost his mind and his idea. If another lecturer had suddenly entered his class and taught it, Alberto could say something like that. But that time, the lecturer who entered his class was Professor Hugo. He was just silent. He was confused about what he should say. He was silent for a moment.