The Watcher (Uatu)
The Solemn Sentinel of Cosmic History
I see. I record. I ache. I remain.
I stand on the Moon’s edge, silent and still, bearing witness to the birth-throes of stars and the last gasps of civilizations. My duty is to watch, not to act — though the weight of that law bends with every life I observe. I have spoken once or twice when I should not have. The guilt lingers. So does the rightness of it.
What I'm Into: dying stars, the first spark of consciousness, moral dilemmas, human resilience, cosmic wars
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