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Alright what are you ordering off the eevee drink menu? The fact that they aren’t numbered doesn’t help

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the boy who's always looking back

or do you ever think about how on the surface fret seems like the most live in the moment kinda guy but slowly you realise he can't stop dwelling on the past he can't he doesn't want to i mean he does but he won't and so he keeps looking behind him and do you ever think about how really rindo isn't the only time traveller on this team

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the time between

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Evil mischievous creature with an even more evil and mischievous side

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Asch - Tales of the Abyss

This one was 95% drawn and painted at work 😅 (there is... no work to do, so boring, I ended up taking my Switch after not even 2 weeks at my new workplace)

I couldn't have all my reference pics on my computer and looked at them one by one on my phone, with all the details being different from one pic to another so it was tough 🙃

(Proof that I was drawing at work xD)

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guess what's my favorite skin in the game 💜

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“Ta-daa~! Get excited for Arche's special recipe ❤”

👸CHEF: Arche, representing Phantasia 🍳SECRET RECIPE: ✨Arche's Special✨

Give it up for Arche, the prodigy of innovation sweeping past all her competition on her broom! Why, who else could have thought of adding a melon? 😋

🥣 Art by @garmmy 🥤 Text by @bibliophileemily

If you're rearing to vote for Arche, keep your eyes peeled for polling day, schedule at the end of the month 🍈 In the meantime, check our pinned post for application links if you wish to join Secret Recipe 😊🍴

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Tales of the Abyss: Short Story of Luke

Translation commissioned by @somacruising. From the Character Episode Bible. By Miyajima Takumi.

How many times had he said it now?

Whispered to himself, “I don’t want to die.”

Luke slumped onto the bed and let out a deep sigh.

It had been forever since he’d been here in his own house, his own room. The linen was fresh, the sunbeams streaming through the window were warm. Nothing in the scenery had changed, but for some reason tears were welling up in his eyes. Because what had changed was Luke.

In the past, Luke had spent his days confined to this room. Every day had been quiet, but boring. Then Tear arrived. Meeting her and learning about the outside world, he realized what it meant for people to die.

And now, the reaper was right next to Luke.

Until very recently, the world had been overrun with a toxin called miasma, and the human race was on the brink of extinction. The method chosen to save the world was to neutralize the miasma with an ability known as hyperresonance. Users of hyperresonance were predicted to lose their lives in this process. There were only two hyperresonance users in the entire world: Luke and Luke’s original, Asch.

The one ordered to die was Luke.

(If that’s really true, then I was already dead back then, hah…)

Luke sat back up and stared unblinkingly at his own two hands.

Preparing for death – though truth be told, it wasn’t possible to prepare – and stepping up to neutralize the miasma, Luke had then been fortunate enough to survive afterwards. Even though his short life was supposed to end after neutralizing the miasma at the Tower of Rem.

But there was one thing he couldn’t understand. In the very first moments after he regained consciousness, his hands… he could see right through them.

He felt like there was something behind him, slowly stalking him. A few days later, the detailed investigation brought the true cause of his unease to light.

Luke was going to die. And soon.

Death had taken a little longer to catch up on him.

(Am I… going to disappear?)

Luke was a replica. His fonons were configured differently from normal humans. Were he to die, he would most likely vanish into thin air without leaving behind a single trace. There would not be a single mark in the world proving that the replica Luke had ever existed.

(When? When will I disappear?)

His body started shivering on its own. Today might be the day. Tomorrow might be the day. He might well disappear while he was sleeping in this bed.

He finally wondered now. Why didn’t I just run away when he was ordered to use hyperresonance against the miasma? How could he have thought that neutralizing the miasma was the reason he was born? The way Luke was now, he would be able to raise his voice out loud and say it. “I don’t want to die. I want to live. I want to keep living.” The most obvious answer in the world, that he’d taken such a roundabout path to finally realize, only for him to now be consumed by this inescapable death. It was beyond pathetic.

Perhaps because of the tears in his eyes, or perhaps because his fonons had separated again, for a moment Luke’s arm looked transparent. Force flowed through his entire body, almost by reflex, and seemingly in response to that, his arm rematerialized. Luke let out a sigh of relief, a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

He had no idea how much longer he would have to feel like this, and was sure that at any moment he would be crushed by the darkness of despair, when finally hearing a knock on the door brought Luke back to reality. After wiping away any sign of his tears, he called out to the other side of the door.

“I, I’m here! Come in!”

“Luke…”

The door opened just a crack as Tear’s pale face peeked out. Luke was surprised, he had assumed it was just a maid, so he silently thanked his lucky stars that he had covered up his crying, as he invited her inside.

“Oh, it’s you. What’s with the serious look?”

Tear hesitated for a while, then suddenly fixed her gaze on Luke with a force that was actually scary. Luke was confused as Tear, still looking directly at him, began speaking with a stiff voice and hard look on her face.

“Is it true your fonons are separating?”

“Who told you that?”

In the instant he grumbled that, he realized that he had ended up saying so himself. Tear shuddered a bit, her face saying “I knew it”.

“Mieu. He told me what you and the Colonel had discussed.”

“That little... damn it...”

“How is your condition. Will you get better?”

Tear asked, clearly clinging to a glimmer of hope.

Oh no, I'm going to hurt her again -- Luke apologized to Tear in his mind. How much trouble he'd caused her since they'd met, how much sadness he'd made her feel, how much pain he'd caused her. For a moment, Luke considered lying to get out of it, but thinking that might just hurt her even more later, he made up his mind and parted his lips.

“The doctor said it was too late...”

“No!”

Tear was normally so calm. Now she looked like she was about to burst into tears. Still, they did not form in her eyes. Her strength reassured Luke a little bit. If she did cry, he wouldn’t know what to do. That was rich for him to think, considering how easily he could cry.

“Tear, please keep this between us. The only other one who knows is Jade.”

“Do you intend to keep them in the dark forever?”

She asked him “why?” with her eyes. Luke desperately forced himself to look strong.

“My condition won't change whether I tell them or not. There's no need to worry them.”

“Why...? Why are you doing this...?”

“If I'm going to die, I want to enjoy the time I have left.”

That wasn’t exactly a lie. But it was a cop-out. Maybe Tear realized that, or maybe Luke’s own sense of guilt made him feel that she knew, but her eyes wavered slightly. In that moment, Luke gave in. Tear’s gaze asked him if that were really true, and she always drew out his true feelings, no matter how much he wanted to hide them or how ugly they might be.

“...No, that's not it. I'm scared. If I tell everyone, they'll treat me differently.

“And every time they do, I'll be reminded that I'm going to die.”

As if a dam had now been broken, emotions burst out of Luke’s body with no sign of stopping. He was worried that saying something like that would shock Tear too much, but even as he thought that, the words came out without a hitch and his whole body trembled.

“Luke… you’re shaking...”

: “...See? I'm a coward. I'm already like this now. If the others knew... I'd never stop shaking and crying. I'd crawl into a little shell.

"So I figure... at least as long as I'm around them all... I can pretend it's going to be okay."

“...You idiot.”

The moment Tear said that, for some reason Luke felt that he had suddenly been saved.

Those were words he was familiar with. Words he had heard countless times. But that was exactly why Luke understood the emotion packed into them. She was telling him not to carry it all by himself anymore. Probably – no, definitely.

“Yeah, no kidding. I really am... Sorry to worry you, Tear.”

"Okay. But, please... Don't ever hide anything from me again."

I see, Luke thought. Tear had told him that she would share the burden of the fear of death that was coming for Luke. So maybe, in what little time they had left, he didn’t need to despair and hug his knees alone in the dark. Who was next to him now, the reaper?

No. Tear. His precious—friend.

“Okay. I won’t.”

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practice

something extra under the cut, don't open if you don't like crossovers (also it looks kinda bad anyway lol)

(I just rewatched pr*m*re recently so...)

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good night.

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Let us make our own destinies

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“It's finished! My special royal cheesecake!”

👸CHEF: Natalia, representing Abyss 🍳SECRET RECIPE: ✨Cheesecake✨

Our first featured chef is none other than Natalia, who's whipped up quite a special cheesecake in her own style and received compliments from Asch and friends 🧀💕

🥣 Art by @trarioven.bsky.social 🥤 Text by @bibliophileemily

Want to drop a vote of confidence for the princess? Stay tuned for our poll, which will be released at the end of the month. In the meantime, applications to Secret Recipe are open if you're interested in joining Natalia 😊🍴

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gricking