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the magic here is old and wild .

" ... the curse on this island predates the stellaron you seek. so says the lore that those who live here wrote, at any rate. whether or not it is truly magic is a debate." their misfortunate certainly runs deep because of the stellaron buried deep, deep 'neath the footfalls of dying citizens among lycoris flowers. but at what point, he wonders, does explanation become mass delusion. the stellaron may kill these lands, but it was the people on the island who had turned it into fate. "the locals will not be cooperative with you. they are incredibly superstitious, and they won't appreciate you digging into their history. let alone their ' curse ' ... "

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where a mystery hangs, a wanderer follows, always lapping at the shores of the sea. the people of arpéchéle wouldn't know what to make of him, death ponders. and what an odd turn of events that would bring to this endless loop of misfortunate they have become trapped in. but a god need not fear a rover.

"not too close ... you'll do poorly making impressions on this island, if its people see you cross paths with i." he stands from where he'd knelt 'cross a field of graves, large bundles of lycoris wrapped in his arms. he watches this stranger with a tender smile ... and a subtle warning to keep a safe distance. "you should not stray too far from the city. lands need not be overrun with tacet discords to be dangerous."

@mauvesonata ... rover im ur biggest fan

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Watchman of death my ass he’s French!

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❛ You feel it. In the air. We're sitting outside of time and space. ❜ \ lumine

" ... yes. i prefer it this way, these brief moments of reflection." lifted from his shoulders, the ever-ticking bomb of seconds, minutes, hours moving forward, edging them closer yet to another failed decade. the world is still, in the moments he wills it to be so. free are the mortals of arpéchéle who know not but suffering, and free is he of mourning. and yet the rain still falls, even when the rest of the island seems at a stand still around them, citizens frozen in place. he walks among them like a god forgotten. and now, she does too. "do you find it uneasy?"

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❛ This is the moment luck meets opportunity. ❜ - from yves!

what a bold thing to say, with a man bleeding on his shoulder. ankou is shockingly calm listening to yves hype himself up : especially considering it is his arm severed 'pon the floor whilst he trails along with weight pressed 'gainst the other's body. he may be letting him play hero. but how can he not? 'neath the frazzling, he sounds so determined to save him ...

"or where foolery meets fate. but who knows."

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Kaname is bored. "Want to go for a walk?"

" ... what a strangely ordinary request to make of me." and how fascinating, that is. he's not used to the concept of mundane tasks. not spent with others, the way islanders avoid him like the plague. understandably! and yet, "are you going to hold my hand like the humans do?" he's making fun of him.

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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄?

when they're unaware ...

they don't always see you. but that's a good thing. this is when you love them most. when they are so absorbed in their thoughts you can just sit there and enjoy them existing. it's the way they move through the world which made you fall in love. the grace with which they walk their path. the stubbornness. the dedication. they know their place in the universe and somehow, that makes you feel a little more confident in your existence too. they know who and what they are and there is nothing more beautiful to you than the ability to witness it all. in the simple things and the big things. the expressions they make when they think no one is looking. the way they laugh when they're not holding back. the little swears under their breath for no one but themselves. you love it all and you want to spend the rest of your life being their life's witness.

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( SHE'S CHANGED.   ) YOU CAN SEE IT IN HER EYES.   FEEL IT IN HER TOUCH. hear it in her tone.   she's not the same.

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#LYKORISES, ANKOU, the watchman of death, from vn / otome title VIRCHE EVERMORE ~ERROR:SALVATION~ › ✟ › au & completely canon divergent! character has been rewritten from the ground up to separate himself from the game's interpretation with my own lore : so please read carrd, it is a necessity. › › i've taken a lot of inspiration from UMINEKO NO NAKU KORO NI

♱       ───     I'M WALKING IN YOUR HAUNTINGLY BEAUTIFUL SHADOW  ...

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hello character who is desperate to be a good person; i want to play a game. in front of you is the one person you will never be able to save. you have the rest of your life to make peace with this. there are no defined repercussions if you fail, but we both know you're going to attempt to win regardless. your time starts now

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travelers ... a rare, and unfortunate occurrence on the island of arpéchéle. they are always mortals, led to the shore by sailing ships ... and bound to these hallowed grounds 'til their untimely demise. he pities them, he thinks, to ever step foot on such supposedly cursed soil. death almost always greets them before the living.

"your ship is unlikely to return to you." and what an odd ship it may be. but magic lies over these lands, or so they say. "though ... perhaps it will come back, given time." or not.

ankou steps forward, dress dragging through mud and seawater, to tenderly push a black lycoris flower into the folds of his coat.

"you've met with a terrible fate, captain."

@circodeifolli ... ankou vc haha YIKES

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" i would have said a noose around their neck, but ... i fear it may be all the same to you."

❆ ‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ open starter !

"I know they think about me with their hand down their trousers."

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'round him and 'round him, death walks, a looming presence that stirs the lycoris from their dreams. petals whip past his frame even as wind lacks, brushing past their off - world visitor. like an omen, the islanders would say this man is marked for hades.

" - do you not fear exposure to the stellaron on this island?" that's what his people are after, isn't it? unwanted guests, the lot of them. they throw a wrench into his plans. but when is the last time an anomaly interrupted the timeloop this island is trapped in? he's been no less a pain : he'd refused to tell their elder anything about its location. "what if it shortens that lifespan of yours?"

@etherealguard ... ho is u a dragon

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ankou "what if i was the grim reaper and you were a sinner and i gently held u as i ferried u to the underworld" no last name

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄 . ( a collection of fantasy - based dialogue prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

strangers don't last very long around here .

lay down your sword , and i'll lay down mine .

whatever you do , do not stray from the path .

try not to get yourself killed .

the magic here is old and wild .

quiet ... do not wake it .

i thought i'd find you here . get up .

the tavern in [ location ] is known for its ale and its rumors .

you are starting the path towards your destiny .

is there no end to this accursed forest ?

my sword is yours .

the path to redemption is paved with trials and tribulations .

this forest feels ... sick . as if a disease lies upon it .

you are nothing but damned bones , and a damned soul .

have you ever seen the world beyond [ location ] ?

in the face of overwhelming odds , we must stand united .

please don't let them know that i'm here .

i've heard tales of your exploits . impressive , if they're true .

there's a town three miles east from here .

we have such history , you and i .

go carefully ... there's a camp nearby .

you will not die here , i forbid it .

your reputation precedes you .

i would rather die on my feet than on my knees .

there is no destiny . no born heroes .

you've got a fire in your eyes . use it , but don't let it consume you .

the spirits of this forest are restless .

there's more that you aren't telling me .

you have something that belongs to me .

you shouldn't be here , it's not safe in these parts .

all we can trust are the blades in our hands .

do you believe in fate ? destiny , prophecies ...

i don't think i'll ever get used to having blood on my hands .

wait ! there's traps here . lots of them .

i would die before helping in such a task .

there's an inn just another mile north .

have your blade at the ready .

if you can't already tell , i don't require saving .

have you drank your fill already ?

this isn't just some lark to me .

i'm headed to [ location ] . i could use some company .

your bravery is admirable , but it will also be your undoing .

you're exhausted , [ name ] . we're stopping here .

i will hunt you until the day i die .

i wish you a safe journey home .

as long as i can be of no help , i'm going to hide .

raise your sword . this should be a fair fight .

you're brave to show your face here again .

in this world , you can trust two things ; your intuition and your sword .

i've seen the way you look at the horizon . you're searching for something .

[ administers a healing potion / spell ] is that any better ?

you have no idea of the catastrophe you've set in motion .

there's an ambush ahead , stay quiet .

i want to know your story ... beginning to end .

in the end , we're all just stories waiting to be told .

i've heard tales of a dragon living high up in the mountains . some say it's just a myth , others swear it's real .

the line between friend and foe is often blurred .

try to stay quiet . is the wound deep ?

do not provoke them .

monster ? who's the monster here ?

i forbid you from telling anyone what you've seen here .

are you scared of witches ?

that's a beautiful [ weapon ] . may i ?

you are a valuable ally and a fearsome adversary .

do not tell me you've grown soft over the years .

if our enemy has returned , we must know .

you're a tough one to read , but i can see the kindness in your eyes .

the key to survival is knowing when to fight and when to flee .

i never expected to run into you in [ location ] .

last we spoke , you owed me some coin .

do not fear me ... everybody else fears me .

there is no magic or medicine that can cure this .

you keep questionable company .

every choice has a consequence .

the fate of the world lies in your hands .

so you're the great [ name ] .

remorse will get you nowhere .

you must stay on the path . do not leave it . if you do , you'll never find it again .

i once dreamed of this place . it's real ?

some secrets are best left buried .

the bridge is heavily guarded . we need a plan .

i thought you were returning home .

i would not do this unless i had to .

i need my horse .

it's real . all of the stories , the legends ... and it's real .

don't lose your wit . i believe you'll have need for it yet .

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" - you are wasting your time, fallen curator." with dress dragging through the mud, he slips 'neath its umbrella with it and loops his arm through its own long enough to snatch the wilting flower straight from between its claws. it's graceful, in a way, how he comes so close without even touching it. like mist, or wind. or death. "the progenitors of this island will never sell it to the masters. the sun's messengers should have sent you straight to london."

@londonfallen / nests hearts fires irons or shrouds who calls to u