Grian would yawn, stretching his wings as he got up from his bed. It had been around a year since he joined the Watchers and today he would guard his first server.
In the meantime he needed to look presentable as to not embarrass his fellow Watchers and mentors.
Looking in the mirror of his dimly lit room he saw his disheveled dirty blonde hair, his pale face, and his majestic white wings.
A minute later and he was dressed in his midnight purple cloak, his red sweater and grey pants underneath.
As he made his way to the common rooms he couldn't help but think about his friends on evo and how much he missed them, when his thought was interrupted by someone entering the common rooms..
Yaaay I finished! Sorry for the short chapter I'll upload a new one soon!
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FanfictionIn a world where Admins aren't all powerful Watchers take up the role of protecting players and Admins. Every thousand years a player is chosen to become a watcher, which is where grian comes in... (No ships possible swearing angst)
