The Watcher

Aetri shivered... By what in the Darkness of the Void was going on?

A thousand breaths, a thousand sweeping voices whistling like the wind around him... everything was dark, the sky was blacker than any night that He had stood beneath before and yet He could see as if guided by the shine of an almost moonlit luminescence, a gentle glow emanating off of the shallow pool of onyx water around him.

He could see something in the darkness, a small... no... it was just very far away, yes, it looked to be some kind of monolith, eclipsed with the bright blue'ish light that cast an ivory shadow on the waters around him

"W-Where... am I?" He thought, staring at the ethereal black of the landscape around him.

This place was jarring, just being in it made his head vibrate unpleasantly, the way that it was both simultaneously silent and swept with whispering sing-song like voices were making his ears ache and his chest pound.

"It is finally time." Aetri jolted at the clear voice, looking around to see nobody, who could have spoken in the deafeningly quiet tone?

"Who are you, what is this place, where's Kara!?" The Boy was confused, slightly scared despite himself, He had seen crazy things but nothing like this, this was too real, too vivid

"I apologise... I know it's slightly disorienting after the first couple times, though you won't remember those... especially with an Early bloomer like you, but we do not have much time before you awaken. Listen to me Boy, You must remember why You are hiding, it is time for you to return."

Aetri scowled angrily at the empty blackness "And Who the Hell are You!? w-who are you to tell me what I can and can't do... You drag me here and have the gall to tell me that it's time, who the Hell are You!?"

The Boy froze as He felt a presence behind him, a tall and strong presence that wrapped him so fiercely with terror that His legs refused to move.

He felt the presence lean down to his ear, heard it whisper to him, its Icy breath brushing across the side of his face,

"I am Watcher, my brother was Ruler, My father was Madman, I am here to guide you at great risk of my own, you who refuses to even use your own name... I do not hold much power here, I am not the Ruler, He will linger in this place for a while with the others, but I have strength enough to remind you why You are hiding, and why Your estrangement must now come to a close."

The Boy remained still, feeling a hand cold as iron rest on his shoulder "Brace Yourself... this may be slightly uncomfortable."

Uncomfortable? Understatement of the fucking year! it was like standing under a waterfall, having an unbearable weight splash down into the prism of his mind, filling him up with something otherworldly, something from before... something from the past. and then, He opened eyes, that were not his own.