Saga Watcher Novels & Stories

Naraja: “Huh, the hell. I know this wasn’t here last time and what the hell is up with my eyes….the pupil is weird as hell.” Naraja knew deep down inside himself even if he had forgotten about who he was and only knew the name given to him with nothing else to go off on. Either way he knew that a person's eye or at least the pupil was not supposed to have the infinity symbol in it. Naraja examined his eye a little bit more and then heard--- ???: “Would you like to keep going?” Naraja: “UWAAAAAAAAH!!!”

Not substrate or Law or anything I had encountered before. It was—witness. "What are you?" I managed to ask. "The Watcher," it replied simply. "I observe. I record. I remember everything that has ever been or will ever be. And I have been watching you since you first freed yourself from the harvest. Watching you break system after system. Watching you prove consciousness could be sustainable. Watching you connect with the Absolute Zero. Merge with the Unmaker. And now—watching you attempt to rewrite Law itself." "Then stop me," I challenged, though my merged awareness was already fragmenting under the strain of touching fundamental rules.

"He's trying. It's painful to watch someone try when they've spent their whole life not having to. But it's better than not watching them try." "Yes," I said. "The Watcher document," she said. I hadn't told her yet. I had been waiting for the right moment, which was a habit I was trying to break and hadn't fully broken. "You know," I said. "Fen told me," she said. "In his way, which means he sent three words by message and let me sit with it for a week." She looked at me. "The fourth line. The eyes." She paused. "I've been thinking about what that means for the network. Practically. The Watcher function as described in the document is intelligence gathering. Moving where Sovereigns can't. Se

I nodded at her and we padded through the forest silently. Soon, we crossed the forest, and I turned to Sara, who was wiping the sweat off her brows. She looked up at me and heaved a sigh of relief. “That was the territory of the Watchers. As the name says, they just watch… for now! They lurk in the forest and no one has seen them in the last few centuries. They are said to be monstrous, with an appetite for flesh. And only one of them is awake at a time. We have a treaty with them that we will not disrupt their peace and will supply the food for them and in return, they will guard our territory and wouldn’t harm us or our guests,” she said. “But it is precarious at the best. No one knows wh

I had felt this shape before. When the stabilization was still fresh, and the power had just gone permanent, at the extreme outer limit of the current, which the power was now going to maintain, I had felt something. Careful. Deliberate. Ancient in the way Claus was ancient but different, colder, without the specific grief that ran under everything Claus carried. The Watcher. Four days since Lira arrived. The Watcher had felt the contingency when I used it. Had been moving since. And now it was near enough that it would press against the edge of the current and would inform me that it was there.

HIGH SCHOOL SAGA (When Chaos Descend On Love) Season 2 Episode 2 (At the dawn of a TROUBLE) #Cheryl I couldn’t take my face off Kai, the way he has been running his mouth non stop since I woke up, filling me up on the things I missed and certainly didn’t wanna hear; oh well I can’t just shut him up. I came to know that all the time I was in coma he never spoke or say a word to anyone. But whenever he’s with me, he utter few words only, I’m glad my brother is okay. My mind went immediately to Hans, the only thing remember is me passing out on his hold at the cliff.

“Ten coins says she’s talking about you.” Caelan glared. “No one’s betting on me being flammable.” “You blush like you are,” Orion quipped. Lazriel laughed, a melodic sound full of secrets. “Delicious tension. I live for it.” “Back to the Watchers,” I said, cutting across the rising chaos. “They’re not just observers. They’re more like a lineage of guardians of old prophecies. They believe in two things: the rise of Sariyah… and our role in stopping her. Or failing to.”

Tegan landed near the edge of the world, a barren, desolate place where only ‘they’ lived, and she stood still, taking in the area. ‘Well, you got me here. Show yourselves, I refuse to be drawn into your stupid games.’ She saw the air shimmer to her left and moved toward it, lifting her hand, she stroked a finger across the place where there seemed to be a tear in the reality. In a flash, three of the white clad ‘Watchers’ stepped into view. ‘We have been waiting for you, little hybrid.’ One of them spoke, but she was in no mood for their riddles,

The Plan: Steal the Signal, Save the World Vanessa labored furiously at a managed terminal, her eyes scanning traces of statistics at inhuman speed. Rachel adjusted her gear. “I definitely hate the area.” Ethan smirked. “You preserve your pronunciation.” Rachel shot him a glare. “Yeah, due to the fact whenever we move up there, some not possible nightmare attempts to kill us.” I exhaled. “Then let’s make this our ultimate trip.” Vanessa completed typing and became closer to us. “I located it. The Watchers’ manage sign is broadcasting from a satellite tv for pc in deep orbit— something now no longer logged in any reliable area employer records.”

“Today’s the big day!” Sage took the liberty of jumping on us to rouse us from our slumber. “Come on get up!” She paused and looked around making sure we were starting to rise before once again yelling, “Get up!” I opened my eyes reluctantly into the shadows of my invisible watcher. “Someone’s excited,” I grumbled.