My name is Azriel, and I'm a Grigori. I'd explain to you what that
means, but it's a tale that would take almost as long as this one,
and I only have a little time to tell it to you so you can do your
own research and come to your own conclusions on who or what I am.
More importantly, who is it that I've been watching, and why? The
why is the easiest to answer. It's what I do. The who however, is
not so simple to answer.
How to describe something you, the reader might not be able to
comprehend? That really is the problem now isn't it.
Ever try to explain what god is, or maybe something so simple as the
color purple? You know what they are as long as you don't try to
think too hard about it. I'll start by a quick clinical description
of who it is we're talking about, then I'll move on to anecdotes and
stories I've collected for a very long time.
First, They, and I say They because they do not have a name for
themselves, have already had an influence on your culture. Not only
that, but one could be sitting next to you, or making live to you,
or the leader of one of your most powerful nations. They are
The trickiest part is trying to explain what I mean by everywhere.
By everywhere, I mean across the expanse of our universe and what
you perceive as the movement of time. It get's too confusing to go
farther then that. I could say that they aren't everywhere at once,
but that's too confusing and not entirely accurate. You might want
to make the mistake of assuming that they are god like but they're
not. They can die, they feel like you and I do, and like others you
don't know about do. They live and they love and they are often
constrained by the same physical and psychological restraints that
you are, but it's almost entirely by choice
They do not "live" forever, so describing them as immortal is
inaccurate, but it's a concept you can't really understand, because
they do not die and they never cease to exist, although it would
appear some have.
They sometimes don't even know who or what they are. They spend a
portion of their times "Waking" each other when necessary. Some of
them follow each other, and all of them are tied together in some
They have their own ways of organizing. They sometimes use a quaint
way of describing themselves in groups of colors, and because you
will atleast be able to understand that, I too will use that way of
describing them when necessary.
There is one I have focused most of my observations on. He is what
you might describe as their leader, but make no mistake, while they
often get caught up in the ideals you might understand of what a
leader is, or supposed to be, how they can be replaced, his essence,
what he truly is, is irreplaceable. He was born their leader much
like you were born to breath. That brings us to the last trait I
shall explain. The colors they use to group each other into are
based on certain attributes that you will often be able to
identify. For example, the leader of which I speak is one of only a
very few Silver. As a matter of fact, he may be the only one
currently in existence. His most common companion is also his
protector. She is a Red, and she shares many common traits with
others who are Red.
One more thing before I begin to regale you with stories most of
which most you will find to be unbelievable. They can "do" many
things that might sometimes seem like magic. There are several
hypotheses, mostly put forward by myself, as to how this is. It
could be that they are so tied into the very fabric of reality that
they can do whatever they choose. It's also possible that they have
their limits too, and that they are limited to only what they can
recall from the many when's and where's they've been and the many
lives they lived. Most of those life experiences I tell you, will
be in familiar environments and in familiar terms so that you can
relate to them as best you can. In the need, you'll finish reading,
or listening to what I have to say and you'll go on about your life
as if this information had not been imparted to you and they'll
continue to walk amongst you and live the lives they were destined
to live. Some of you may come into contact with them, and be
blessed enough to become aware of it, others will never know they've
ever passed through.
So tuck yourself into bed, or pull yourself up next to the fire and
make sure your comfortable, because it's what they would want if
they knew you were reading their stories. Keep in mind, for my
sake, that I'm not a very good writer, and to be completely frank,
I'm not a writer at all, I'm a watcher