½. Meet the Timekeepers
Timekeepers. Beings that have the power to destroy and create worlds. Such beings dwell above the clouds and above the smiling sun and moon. We watch all. We see all. Together, we know all. We are immortal beings that cannot be killed or hurt. We are passive and not involved.
We weren't always this way.
Our creed is "we watch, but do not act." That is new. About a thousand years young. (A thousand years for us Timekeepers is like 2 years for a normal person.) Our old creed was "destroy the world if needed or not." We were ruthless, even during a time of peace in the world.
I watched firsthand the spread of the Kishin's madness. Oh, how I wanted to destroy the world and create a new one. But, I held back. I wanted to see what Death would do and what would happen next. To me it was like a bad TV show that you couldn't take your eyes off of.
When the young meister, Maka Albarn, defeated the Kishin with her bare hands; The Sage, the leader of all of us Timekeepers and my father, decided it was high time we change that creed.
But that was a thousand years ago. I was a different girl back then. But I do not dwell on the past. Father summand every Timekeeper to attend a grand conference. (He does that every now and again.) And the creed was changed. It was 50 years after that fateful day. The day a human defeated a demon without her weapon partner.
Needless to say, things had changed.
I had also met a new friend a thousand years ago. A goofy young man that regardless the situation; he always holds a smile on his face. Eddie, a fellow Timekeeper and now a kind of brother to me, once told me that he had at least a thousand tales to tell and over the years; he has almost told them all. All, but one.
Eddie stands about my height (5ft 5in), is slightly hunched over from being behind a computer for so long and never having a good massage (but I, nor anyone else for that matter, would ever call him Quasimodo), is kind-of scrawny but in good health, has messy light brown hair, and wears slightly baggy clothes.
I, myself, am a bit studious. My dark brown hair stays in a ponytail. Purple glasses outline my face and semi hide my dark blue eyes. My outfit is clean and uniform.
Oh! My name! I almost forgot to tell you my name! I am Clara. I am the youngest daughter of the Sage.