• Prologue

    Angels. Supposedly they’re supposed to guard you, protect you, help you, and all that fun stuff. If that were true, a lot of people wouldn’t die everyday. They would live because the angel saved them. In truth, there are no angels. They think of me as an angel. But in the reality, I can't do anything to prevent death or injury. I can't even talk to humans. I observe them.
    Not every single person that passes to the next life becomes what I am. The really lucky ones go straight to heaven. The bad ones go straight to hell. The rest that remain become what I am, a protector, a part of nature, or reincarnate to an animal.
    Each and every one of us is assigned one human that we should never take our eyes off. We almost mimic their every day routine. While they sleep, we sleep. If they dream, we dream their dreams. We can feel their feelings. We know their every thought. We’re like their personal stalker.
    The trick is we cannot do any of those things to anyone except them. The whole point to our second lives is that we need to pass our life’s final test as some call it. The head chairman chooses one human for each of us to watch. We don’t get to choose.
    The chairman picks someone that fate has decided that something will happen to them in their life. They are assigned at birth. And each time, something exciting, amazing, fun, or even dangerous occurs in their lives. The process of the “big thing” is elaborate with many intricate to vague details, and it’s the only time we have to truly pay attention to everything around us. The process can take years to decades. Sometimes it can take mere months. But it truly doesn’t matter to us. We already know what the thing is. The head chairman tells us a vague overview of it. He knows what the whole occurrence is. That’s why he passes and fails each and every one of us.
    At the end of each assignment, if it’s completed successfully, right before our assignment passes on, we may show our selves to them. We bow in courtesy as a silent thank you before disappearing from their lives forever, leaving them confused. But we never care because we want to move on. Once the chairman and the board approve us, we’re free. We can go to heaven after a well-deserved rest.
    However, if we’re unlucky, we may be assigned to a fate dodger. A fate dodger is a person who unintentionally misses their fate, causing nothing to happen to them during their lives. Fate is supposed to be final, but occasionally, these things do happen. They never know when something or someone isn’t supposed to be somewhere. Nonetheless, if that happens, we are denied of approval and are reassigned a new human.
    Now I must warn you, though we can never harm you, the presence of us can sometimes mess up our human’s mind. It may cause them to hallucinate or actually see us whether we want them to or not. It could cause massive migraines. Any side effects that occur to our human deal with their mind. It doesn’t always happen, but when it does, let’s just say…it isn’t very fun.
    But this who we are. This is what I am. And I am known as a watcher.