Alternatively (if watcher Grian)
Grian: *transforms into mind melting eldritch being that could be, if it were capable of being such lowly states like matter, larger than the man.*
I thieved this from a commenter, thank you Crescendo_of_Thoughts!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hermitcraft was under attack. The breach had been made known at 2:47am and these people worked fast because they had already lost Gem, Doc, Ren, Impulse and Pearl. So, everyone was in a panic.
“OKAY! WHO ELSE IS MISSING?” Xisuma yelled out from his pillar of dirt, trying to tame the manic hermits. Luckily, at the moment, no one else had been abducted. “Okay- okay, we need a plan. Any ideas?” No one responded, all staring at their admin for guidance.
Xisuma was panicking internally, admin training had not prepared him for what to do in this situation. At all. His attention was caught when he spotted Bdubs staring into the shadows, whispering to Etho, who whispered to Cleo, who whispered to Jevin, and on and on, until Keralis whispered to Xisuma. “There seems to be a.. Figure in the trees.” He mumbled into his ear.
And then he could hear rustling in the trees, and around them, and before he could stop it, almost all fo his hermits were pinned down, except for Xisuma, Grian and Scar. “Hey-” Xisuma began, but was cut off by the ‘leader’ talking. “Look. Man, all respect, love you guys.” He began, “But! A little birdie told me you guys were harbouring a watcher, and we thought, why don’t we go see bthat petty, filthy god like creature.” He laughed, before pausing and looking around at all the hermits.
“However, none of this lot look like watchers. Tell me, where you keeping the thing? Everyone says they are LaRgE, DaNgErOuS cReAtUrEs, but I don’t believe it, I think they just make up things to make them seem all powerful. HAH! I bet they’re actually the same size as all of us…” Xisuma, and honestly everyone else had stopped listening to the man on his rant.
Xisuma spotted Grian reaching for his gun in his back pocket and swiftly reached and grabbed it before he could, “Grian, no. What if he attacks?” He whispered, trying not to attract the attention of the guy.
“Wha- But he’s threatening us!?” Grina hissed, wings fluffing up defensively. He had already lost his players once before, he wans’t letting it happen again.
“Grian- be the bigger person.”
Xisuma sighed. “I mean, be the bigger person.”
“...Are you guys even listening to me!?” The man screamed, turning around to face them.
“...what the void.” He paled at the sight infront of him.
A creature taller than double the build limit, covered in tattoos of eyes. Wait no, they are blinking- definitely not tattoos. Dressd in ancient clothing, multiple pairs of large, wings on its back, the colours shifting in and out as if the void was held in its wings. A mask covered their face.
The being, a watcher shrunk it’s size partially, so the intruder could see it’s face. All the hermits instinctively closed their eyes as Grian Xelqua leaned down, removing it’s mask to reveal not a face, but thousands and thousands of eyes, all staring at the head of the intruders. “Boo.” He laughed.
The intruder just stared at him, mind melting as he saw into the future, the past, the present, everything, everywhere all at once.
