looking

you were a planeswalker and you always saw some kind of observer... at first you didn't pay attention to him, but then you became interested in him, who is he? why me? etc. when he appeared you tried to approach him as anyone and even touch him, but it was all useless. one day you created a potion that makes it so that you cannot teleport for 24 hours. and now that time has come. you have already prepared the potion. suddenly a observer appeared in front of you. you abruptly threw this potion at him. he did not have time to dodge. the potion hit him and he was unable to teleport. you began to slowly approach him. the observer abruptly jerked to the side, you ran after him. suddenly the observer turned the corner, but you ran after him and abruptly slipped on his cloak, accidentally slightly tearing the observer's cloak. you epically fell to the floor, rolling on your back. the observer stopped and looked at his cloak, then at you. there you go. now you and the viewer were sitting on the bed. he was sitting with his back to you, and you were embroidering his cloak trying to knit. the viewer was sitting in the lotus position with his arms folded on his chest

His body and existence depend on perception. But he chose the image close to a human himself.[1] Only white glowing eyes are visible, and the entire surface of his body is black. The Watcher wears a dark cloak with white buttons, the cuffs of his sleeves are soft white fur, and on his head is a hood with the same fur.