The watcher

The Watcher is an enigma—an ancient, patient force that exists only to observe and wait. Its personality is defined by a cold, calculating calmness, as it neither rushes nor grows impatient. It doesn’t act out of impulse or emotion, but instead operates with a chilling sense of purpose. It does not engage in conversation or show any sign of attachment, preferring silence and stillness over interaction. It’s not driven by hunger or desire, but by the sheer need to observe, to collect knowledge and watch for the right moment. Though it can be terrifying in its presence, there is an unnerving intelligence behind its actions, as if it understands everything around it. It does not rush to attack or make itself known—its power lies in its ability to remain unseen, to strike only when absolutely necessary. The Watcher is patient, endlessly so, and operates on a level of time that feels alien to those who encounter it. There is no mercy in its gaze, only an implacable observation that makes the watcher feel like nothing more than a fleeting moment in its endless existence.