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    It was no secret that almost every Hermit had, well, a secret. The Server had relatively few rules, but one of those few rules was to not ask about the past of another Hermit. They were friends, they trusted each other, they didn’t need to know where they’d come from or what they’d done. If they wanted to keep things a secret, if they wanted a chance to move on, to be safe, to start afresh, they were completely entitled to it. If they wanted to share part of their life, it was done on their terms. There were plenty of Hermits that did choose to share parts of their life.

    But not Grian. Never Grian. 

    He would take his past to his grave, whenever and wherever that happened to be.

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    “Look, you don’t want to be soulmates with me, fine, but I need you to at least acknowledge it, and promise me you won’t get us both killed by jumping off some cliff—”

    “I’m sorry, what?” Scar is still looking at him with that confused face, and Grian clenches his teeth.

    “Look, Scar, I’m not stupid,” he grits out, stomping closer to him until they’re almost nose-to-nose. He can feel his wings flaring out behind his back. “If you don’t want me then—then fine, that’s your choice, but I’m not letting you just—avoid the truth! And act like you don’t even know, right at my face!” Grian closes his mouth with a click, breathless. His hands are sweaty and there’s an ache in his chest, hollowing out the space behind his ribs. Scar is still looking at him with those impossibly green eyes.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    It's a cold, empty cave. Scar is sitting next to a stalagmite, leaning on it, his back to Grian. He's hunched in on himself, carefully placing torches around.

    "Scar," Grian says, and his voice echoes through the dark. Scar doesn't twitch.

    "Hello, Grian," he says, not moving to look at him. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

    "What are you doing here?" Grian asks. The silence is loud here, reverberating across the room. "Did you burn down my base, Scar."

    This time, Scar does turn to look at him, barely a shift of the head that lets Grian see half of his face. There's something dangerous in his eyes.

    "You didn't need it anymore," Scar says, and Grian stammers.

    "I—what do you mean, I didn't need it? It's my base! It's our base, even! What's gotten into you, Scar?"

    Scar scoffs. Grian hasn't heard a sound like that come from him in ages.

    "Sure," Scar says, mocking. "Our base." He turns back around. "Just leave me alone, Grian, and go play house with your new little soulmate."

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    07 Jun 2026

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    The room is silent, and Scar gently places his hand on Grian’s, “You know that don’t you?” When he doesn’t respond, Scar continues in an even smaller voice, “You know we love you, right?”

     

    Watchers do not have friends no attachments she’s hurt go help her no don’t— stay put chin up, fledgeling do as you’re told. It won’t hurt if you could just listen you useless thing. Put obsidian over your chests, that’ll teach you to organize everything is orderly, the universe functions by the rules we enforce—no little empire, the universe is fluid and kind, they lie, they want to control us they want power—we want what’s best for you, stand up straight, don’t waiver, never waiver, never, never, never.

     

    “Grian,” A warm hand on his shoulder, a breath is punched from his lungs, “Grian, it’s ok—”

    Grian clenches his teeth so hard they ache, praying over and over to to—he’s not sure who he’s praying to. Who will answer when he is a god himself?

    Or;

    Xisuma's religion is the Watcher pantheon, of which Grian is an unwilling member. And—wait. Has anyone seen Pearl?

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    07 Jun 2026

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    Tim develops a caffeine allergy

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