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She swam around the endless deep, countless ripples now revealed to her. Countless lives though all of time. The cycle truly never ends. The fall of an empire, the rise of an ecosystem. She saw it all. Watcher had never lived up to her name more than now.
She lived and wandered, aloof, alone. Until she’d meet them. She followed and freed them, but was left alone again. Only to find him, and inadvertently assist in the destruction of so much.
After a point it’s all like this. Glip Glop everywhere. A Sea of lumps forever.
That's what the echo had said to them. Watcher could only stare in horror when she truly realized that she was spreading the rot. That she’d caused so much suffering. That she caused the world to decay.
But then they met Weaver. Weaver had given them so much.
A path. A purpose.
Then Watcher grew, and became so much more than before. She’d already been capable of so much more than the slugcat she was born as due to the echo, but Weaver had given her an opportunity to truly become a god.
A small god. TINY. A godlet!
You have grown… and you have become!
She reflected on the words of her friends. The echo had left this world behind, and the Rot Prince wanted a different reality than the path she chose, and yet, they both were so dear to her. Company in a world so lonely.
Now she could see it all as she swam through the void. The world at her whim, and yet, she felt alone again. Others swam in the endless void as well, but they weren’t the best of company.
Slugcats. She never did see another of her kind on her journey, but now? She could see it all, including her former kind. She liked watching them, and their lives unfold. Many were tragic much like her own had been. She wanted to do more than simply watch.
She’d purged the ripples of rot, and fixed the cycle. But now? She simply watched yet again, alone, but not aloof anymore. She cared too much, she longed to do something again, to help those tragic slugcats, to be alongside her kind, to live. Was it possible to return? She’d swam so deep, changed more than before. She was no longer a slugcat.
She had eternity to find out.
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She swam up, watching her fellow residents of the void as they swam around, creating the illusion of dancing lights. Any creature would find it breathtaking, and even after all this time, she still did as well. Watcher was unsure if this would be the way to finally enter the ripples again. To flow through time once more. To join the cycles again, to be a slugcat again, even if she was truly far more than one.
The darkness of the void turned to gold and she surfaced and focused. Focused the way she used too when turning invisible, when floating, when entering ripple space, when tearing through the world. But this time, she’d changed.
She landed softly on the golden, shifting ground. She was as she appeared before her descent into the void. A soft smile formed on her face.
It’s time to meet my kin.