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Poseidon Bbys First Oneshot

Poseidon found himself reborn into another world as a babe

Poseidon vividly remembered the way his life ended, at the hands of the one called Sasaki. His rage knew no bounds, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he wanted- no needed, to teach that man a lesson. But instead, he saw beautiful eyes the color of (E/c), they were puffy, like she had been crying earlier, but the owner of those eyes showed Poseidon a smile he had never seen before. A smile of kindness.

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Poseidon looked up to the dangling shiny things of the bassinet he was put in, he tried to reach up to the shiny objects. He was sure it was gold, albiet looking old, it still had that recognizable sheen due to being cared for well. It has been two months since he was reborn and he still wasn't that used to the fact that he was a babe.

A chuckle was heard from the side of Poseidons bassinet and he looked over to see those eyes, ones that held kindness every time she was him.

The owner of those eyes was a woman named (Y/n) (L/n), a noble lady who begged Poseidons father to become his nanny. She was a well-kept woman with (E/c) eyes that glistened and (H/c) hair that was always put in a low bun and out of face.

"Do you like is Caspian? I'm thankful that brother let me borrow it for you." she said, referring to the bassinet

Caspian, that was his name in this world, he was born during the first high tide of the year, truly befitting for the former God of the Seas. He was a prince, a prince of the Astheritian Empire, although he was a prince, he was of lowly birth.

His mother was a common dancer from another country, and his father, the Emperor who already had seven other children from different noble women. Because Poseidons mother was a common dancer from another country, his claim to the throne was little to none, having inherited the title of 'Eight Royal Prince' or in other words dead last.

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(Y/n) kept a few candles of Poseidons room lit. She carried the babe to her bossom and gently rocked her arms. She silently hummed a song, knowing fully on how Poseidon detested loud noises during the night, it was one of the quirky habits Poseidon had, and so she respected his habits, simply humming a lullaby.

Poseidon stared at the womans kind face and took in all the details of her face. He was being craddled by the woman, and surprisingly she was softly humming instead of singing a lullaby like his original mother did, he detested noise during the night, but she continued on singing, either she ignored how he liked silence during night or she never knew. This made him appreciate this human like he did no other human or god in his previous life.

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(Y/n) simply smiled when people asked her on how she was able to become a perfect nanny. Her eyes would immediately gain a downcast look before brightening when Poseidon would come running to her.

She stared at the four year old with fond eyes, she took him into a hug where he stiffened before relaxing. She ran her hands through his hair, oh how much it resembled his mothers, beautiful in every sense of the word.

(Y/n) grew up to become the best noble lady, but was put under too much pressure. Without anyone to turn to, she was slowly entering into a state of depression.

Until one summer day, she met her.

A siren-like beauty who moved as graceful as the water of a river. A kind smile was displayed on the face of the dancer as she invited the noblewoman for tea.

Enchanted, (Y/n) accepted her offer. She was the one who saved her from the poisonous jaws of the nobility. She and (Y/n) became the best of friends soon after.

"(Y/n) can I make a request?"

"Of course, as long as it doesn't break the law, I will do it."

"Yes... I am glad that I have a friend like you     (Y/n)." for a moment the dancer looked sad, but immediately cheered up when the noblewoman started to disscus about getting lessons to become a nanny

"Of course! I would do it even if you didn't ask!" the bubbly noblewoman said showing her enthusiasm to the dancer

"Right, right... I want you to become my childs nanny..." the beauty said

(Y/n) would soon understand her sad look when the tragedy of the first high tide happened.

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She was cradling the newborn babe, tears and wails came from the woman.

The man stopped and looked at his child, hair like the dancer who stole his heart and ran off with it to the other side.

The woman held the babe protectively, her eyes showing a sense of complete defiance.

"Fine, Caspian was it? I'll make sure to remember that. We will see what will happen to him, (Y/n) (L/n)."

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Poseidon had now lived for several years in this world, reading and gaining more knowledge the library of his palace could offer. His palace wasn't really a royal palace, but it was as big as those expensive rural mansions of high-ranking nobles. He would have complained about this, but (Y/n) made living in the palace bareable.

Over the several years she took care of the former god, she picked up every little habit of his. She knew the times he prefered to sleep, or read. She learned his body language and acted according to Poseidons moods.

She was thankful that she was able to take care of the babe and to see him grow to a handsome young child made her infinitly happy. She was truly like a mother to the former god, the mother he never got when he was an almighty being.

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Poseidon was sitting underneath a tree that he had planted after learning that it was (Y/n)s favorite tree.

He was now a handsome young teenager. Poseidon was reading a book as usual, while eating a few sandwhiches (Y/n) had prepared for him. He reminisced the memories he had underneath this tree, the first time he showed (Y/n) this tree four years ago, the first time he met his father, and the time where (Y/n) pointed a sword at an assassin during the selection wars two years ago.

Poseidon simply stayed still as the breeze picked up his hair and slowly letting it down. He wad now the Crown Prince, a goal he had commited into completing when (Y/n) first defended him when he was picked on by his noble siblings at a banquet.

"Ian, there you are..." the kind voice from his childhood called out to him

"..." he simply stayed silent, but the nanny knew that he aknowledged her presence

Poseidon looked at the still youthful woman, over the years, she only grew taller and her bust only got a bit bigger, other than that, she looked like she hadn't aged since she first took care of him. He stood up and hugged the woman, she returned the hug and they both shared the warm embrace.

Poseidon looked back to when he was feeling something around the woman, he couldn't quite understand what that emotion was. He soon found himself thinking that it was love, and quickly tried to get rid of those emotions.

Poseidon soon realized that the love he felt wasn't romantic, but was unconditional love. It was love shared by him and his nanny, or at this point, mother. Something his original mother never cared for.

It was at this point that the almighty Poseidon was proud to be a human, completly forgeting his life as Poseidon the God of the Seas, and living as Caspian the Crown Prince of the Astheritian Empire.

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DIABOLIK LOVERS Visual Fan Book [ENG Translation Masterpost]

Original title: DIABOLIK LOVERS 公式ビジュアルファンブック

Release date: 2012

Publisher: Enterbrain

[ M A I N ・ C H A R A C T E R ]

[ S H U U ・ S A K A M A K I ]

[ R E I J I ・ S A K A M A K I ]

[ A Y A T O ・ S A K A M A K I ]

[ K A N A T O ・ S A K A M A K I ]

[ L A I T O ・ S A K A M A K I ]

[ S U B A R U ・ S A K A M A K I ]

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“She set her boundaries and rebuilt her life.”

— Cara Alwill Leyba

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“Someday you’re gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You’ll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing.”

— Elizabeth Gilbert

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Diabolik Lovers Dark Fate Reiji’s Route [FULL ENGLISH TRANSLATION]

[ 逆巻レイジ ・SAKAMAKI REIJI ]

DARK

[Prologue]

[01] [02] [03] [04] [05]

[06] [07] [08] [09] [10]

[Epilogue]

MANIAC

[Prologue]

[01] [02] [03] [04] [05]

[06] [07] [08] [09] [10]

[Epilogue]

ECSTASY

[Prologue]

[01] [02] [03] [04] [05]

[06] [07] [08] [09] [10]

[Epilogue]

ENDING

[Vampire] [Manservant] [Brute]

HEAVEN

[01] [02] [03]

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Ashc’s Angst Alphabet

I’ve got a fluff and a smut alphabet going…now for my favourite, Angst 😈

A— Anger (what makes them angry? How do they deal with the anger?)

B— Bad Habits (what bad habits do they have?)

C— Can’t (what can’t they do? Is it a moral thing or some skill they just never learned?)

D— Death (How do they die? With family or alone? How does their partner find out?)

E— Embarrassed (what embarrasses them?)

F— Fake (what do they fake? An emotion? A lack of emotions?)

G— Guilty (what do they feel guilty about? why?)

H— Heartbreak (how did they deal with heartbreak? which time effected them the most?)

I— Insecure (what are their insecurities?)

J— Jealous (what makes them feel jealous of others?)

K— Kill (what have they killed? any people? dreams? an animal?)

L— Lost (what have they lost?)

M— Memory (what’s their best and worst memories?)

N— Nightmare (do they have them? what are they about? Reactions?)

O— Obsolete (do they feel like they’ve been replace or could/should be? Do they feel like they aren’t useful?)

P— Past (how has their past change them, has it made them better or worse?)

Q— Question (do they question themselves a lot? do other question them? Do they question others?)

R— Regret (what do they regret in life)

S— Snake (have they ever betrayed someone? ever been betrayed? How did they react?)

T— Tears (what makes them cry?)

U— unmovable (What opinion will never change, not matter what goes against them?)

V— Vicious (what makes them vicious, do they try to hide it or overcome it?)

W— Weak (what makes them feel weak? How do they avoid it?)

X— X-Ray (what’s going on inside? Both health wise and mentally, are they okay? Do they need some help?)

Y— Yearn (what is one thing they want that they know they can’t have?)

Z— Zero (what would they do if it were their last moments on earth?)

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Jonathan Crane Angst Alphabet

A- Accident, Would they blame themselves if you died in an accident?

Crane would feel guilty, especially if he had clown close to his partner. If they died of a toxin overdose, or thanks to the Dark Knight’s brute force, he would feel at fault. He may even go on a rampage to quell his anger, trying to fight batman or just spreading fear in some vain hopes that it brings his partner back to him.

B- Break up, How would they deal with one?

It depends on how close he is with said partner. After a week? He wouldn’t feel much sting, but if he had gotten close and exposed himself to them, then it would really hurt. He does not handle rejection well and may even attack his ex-partner with fear toxin.

C-Crying, Are they much of a crier?

Jonathan doesn’t cry very often, but yes he has cried before. He cried when Great Granny locked him in the chapel, he cried when Sherry cruelly tricked him, he cried the day he lost his job at Gotham University.  He keeps it in check most of the time, usually burying those feelings until the explode. And when they do? He cries himself to sleep.

D-Death, How do they deal with any death?

He knows death is inevitable, and he’s prepared for it. he doesn’t have a will or any plans for a funeral, he just hope he’ll be buried somewhere where no body will find him. Not that anyone would visit him any way. Death of others is different though, he didn’t care about murdering his family…but he would care of say, someone like Harley died. He’d feel sorrow that day.

E-Emotion, What’s the emotion they tend to push away the most?

Happiness. He doesn’t believe he can be truly happy, and even though he experiences joy within his passions, it’s an ever fleeting emotion that never stays it’s welcome. He’s suffered most of his life, and to him…that’s normal. It’s normal to live life without so much a a smile. And that’s what hurts him.

F-Frustrated, How much would it take to push them off the edge?

It depends on what it is. Making fun of him or attacking his appearance is NOT a good idea. He can’t stand bullies and will attack you with fear toxin if you provoke him.  Otherwise, he has quite a lot of patience for tom foolery.

G-Great Pain, What is the most painful thing they have witnessed?

That would be his childhood trauma, being locked in the aviary and forced to deal with hungry crows. No amount of punches from the Dark Knight could ever compare to an innocent child suffering alone and afraid.

H-Humiliation, How could they be humiliated?

By being bullied, even though he has thick skin as an adult, the same could not be said for his teenage years. He despises being made fun of, it hurts him deep down and he can’t control his tears. Even in the comics he’s ran away from bullies with his eyes red and swollen from crying. One time he was pantsed in front of his crush, Sherry Squires. It really embarrassed him, and from that point on he trusted no one. (this didn’t happen in the comics, I just came up with it(

I-Injured, How do they handle themselves when injured?

He hides his pain, and cringes though it all. He does not want to look weak, and being vulnerable during this time makes him feel that way. Even so, he has a very high pain tolerance thanks to aforementioned childhood trauma, so most attacks don’t harm in heavily.

J-Jittery, Which part of their past makes them flinch or even worked up?

Everything about his childhood. He hides it well, but if you dig deep enough he’ll break down and cry. (this is to say, only a few people have cracked him) He hated his great granny, so bringing her up brings out anger and scorn. He wishes he could have killed her a second time.

K-Kill, Would they kill for revenge?

Hell yes, and he actually has in the comics. He’s killed both his great grandmother and grandmother, and he TRIED to kill is father and mother. If batman had not intervened, he would have succeeded.

L- Loss, What was their greatest loss?

His childhood. He laments the fact that he never had a normal childhood. He lost out on so many milestones and had to grow up much quicker than your average kid. He didn’t have a best friend. He never got to swim in the lake. He didn’t get Christmas presents, and every day he suffered.

M- Mistakes, How much do they want to fix the mistakes of their past?

He doesn’t consider many of the choices in his life a mistake. The only exception is when he pulled out a gun in the classroom. Even though he KNEW he was in the right, and he KNEW it was a good experiment, other did not agree and that was his downfall. He really misses teaching. If he could do it over, he would. Anything for a chance to teach again.

N-Need, How would they react if you needed emergency surgery?

He would worry, because for one thing, he does not have the money for that. And besides, who would operate on a criminal? He may just accept his fate and suffer until his last breath. Besides, fate will get him sooner or later.

O-Outrage, What makes them angry?

Betrayal, anytime someone breaks his trust he gets extremely aggravated. Trust is something that he does not hand out lightly, so being back stabbed really hurts him. He can’t stand those who hurt him. He’s been hurt enough as is.

P-Pressure, What stresses them out to the breaking point?

When his toxin isn’t strong enough, he’s constantly honing his craft and yet the secrets of the chemicals elude him. What and when will he create a toxin strong enough to dismantle the bat. He is extremely smart, that’s a fact. yet still there is much more to learn. His is the only man in his field after all. No body but him can create fear toxin. He has nobody to rely on.

Q- Qualify, What part of themselves do they see as dangerous?

His lust for revenge. That’s the dangerous part. He will not give up until his anger is quelled. All who make him suffer must in turn suffer. That is what makes him scary. He never forgives.

R-Rock, What weighs them down?

The past. He can’t let go of it no matter how hard he tries. He buries it deep down and hides his pain from everyone, the friends, the doctors, you name it. He needs help to conquer this pain, but that he will never admit to.

S-Sorrow, Would they feel empty after the death of a loved one?

He would feel empty inside, this is someone he finally, after all those years of solitude, grew close to. He trusted him, and yes, he loved them. He would feel like his heart has been ripped apart, a hole exists now and nothing can fill it. Not toxin, not batman, not anything.

T-Time, What if they had a limited time to live?

He would make the most of it. Crane would likely spend the last of his hours fighting batman and spreading fear as that’s what brings him the most joy. Maybe he’d settle down and read a book for the last hours of his life, but more likely he’ll die fighting.

U-Urge, How badly do they get the urge to see you after separating?

It depends on how long him and his partner have been apart. He is fine with being alone, and may not miss them at the time but given more than a few weeks he would change his tune. If they were sent to Arkham, the there’s no doubt they would be broken out by the Scarecrow

V-Vent, How do they get rid of feelings they find unnecessary?

He doesn’t he rarely vents, most of the time he bottles it up until it explodes. And that is not a pretty sight, he gets really angry and his southern accent comes out in full force. Beware the wrath of the Scarecrow.

W-Wild card, A random angst headcanon.

He does not do well on his birthday. he actually wants to forget the date entirely and treat it as any other day. He was severely punished on his birthday, and those memories have not faded with time. DO not, I repeat, do not celebrate his birthday. He hates that date. (However, this may change depending on his partner and how long they have been together)

X- X-ray, What makes them transparent? How obvious can they get around something they hate?

He’s very good at hiding his true nature, so he doesn’t get angry until necessary. However, he has a bit of a grinchy side and will snear and make faces at what angers him. In that one way, he can be very transparent.

Y-Yearning, Do old memories make them yearn for your touch?

Yes, he still wishes he could’ve kissed sherry, despite the fact that she betrayed him. If that tells you anything, it should tell you that old memories bring up longing feelings. Old memories can hit him heard.

Z- Zoophobia, Is there any animal/bug/creature that scares them?

Bats He’s terrified of bats because they bring forth images of the Dark Knight. He would never admit to having this fear, but bats keep him up at night. He can’t stand these creatures. That’s why he keeps crows around, they keep the bats at bay, in more than one way.

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Diabolik Lovers [ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS MASTERLIST]

Important notes

-> I will only be including my OWN translations on these list.

-> This list is a WIP and new links will be added as I translate more content. I will put it as a pinned post on my blog, so please check back regularly. 

-> Completed projects will be tagged as [COMPLETE], ongoing projects will be tagged as [WIP]. 

For the drama CD section, I have added [WIP] to any major sub-series which I have done at least one translation for. This does NOT include the Tokuten CDs (also known as the ‘silly/funny drama CDs’) since those are scattered across the different sections.

-> Guide on using my translations

ll GAMES ll

001. DIABOLIK LOVERS Haunted Dark Bridal [COMPLETE]

002. DIABOLIK LOVERS More, Blood [COMPLETE]

003. DIABOLIK LOVERS Vandead Carnival [COMPLETE]

004. DIABOLIK LOVERS Dark Fate [WIP]

Prologue / Shuu / Reiji

005. DIABOLIK LOVERS Lunatic Parade

006. DIABOLIK LOVERS Lost Eden

007. DIABOLIK LOVERS Chaos Lineage

ll DRAMA CD ll

001. DIABOLIK LOVERS Do-S Kyuuketsu [COMPLETE]

002. DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS I  [COMPLETE]

003. DIABOLIK LOVERS Character Song [COMPLETE]

004. DIABOLIK LOVERS More, Blood [WIP]

005. DIABOLIK LOVERS Limited V Edition [COMPLETE]

006. DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS II [WIP]

007. DIABOLIK LOVERS Vandead Carnival [WIP]

008. DIABOLIK LOVERS More, Blood Limited V Edition [WIP]

009. DIABOLIK LOVERS More Character Song [WIP]

010. DIABOLIK LOVERS Dark Fate [WIP]

011. DIABOLIK LOVERS Bloody Bouquet [WIP]

012. DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS Song [WIP]

013. DIABOLIK LOVERS Lunatic Parade [WIP]

014. DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS III [WIP]

015. DIABOLIK LOVERS Sadistic Song [COMPLETE]

016. DIABOLIK LOVERS Lost Eden [WIP]

017. DIABOLIK LOVERS Eternal Blood [COMPLETE]

018. DIABOLIK LOVERS Para-Selene [WIP]

019. DIABOLIK LOVERS Grand Edition [WIP]

020. DIABOLIK LOVERS Zero [COMPLETE]

021. DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS IV [WIP]

022. DIABOLIK LOVERS Chaos Lineage [WIP]

023. DIABOLIK LOVERS Born to Die [WIP]

024. DIABOLIK LOVERS More, More Blood [WIP]

025. DIABOLIK LOVERS Daylight [WIP]

ll MISC. ll

001. Official Tweets 

002. OTOMATE PARTY & REJET FEST Mini Drama [WIP]

003. DIABOLIK LOVERS  Visual Fanbook [COMPLETE]

004. DIABOLIK LOVERS Anime Official Fanbook [COMPLETE]

005. DIABOLIK LOVERS Vandead Carnival Official Fanbook [COMPLETE]

006. DIABOLIK LOVERS 5th Anniversary Book [COMPLETE]

007. DIABOLIK LOVERS Bloody Bouquet Short Stories [COMPLETE]

008. DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE, MORE BLOOD 4-Koma Manga [COMPLETE]

009. DIABOLIK LOVERS DAYLIGHT 4-Koma Manga [WIP]

010. DIABOLIK LOVERS Fan-made Manga/Comics

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😚💋 ~*Happy Kiss Day in Japan 5/23*~ 🌹💕

Whether it’s family, a lover, a best friend, give someone you love in your life a great big smooch! And it doesn’t have to be physical, just to show you appreciate them!

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Lunatic Parade 🎡✨

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I am so ready for this. (ﾉ･д･)ﾉ These are the new Chaos Lineage CGs that were revealed in the trailer, since Chaos Lineage will now become an official DL game! ヾ(｡･ω･)ｼ These CGs were edited by me and you are free to use them for whatever you like such as a blog header or in a post!

Here is the link to the trailer! Enjoy!

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A fabulous vampire king commissioned by @reijisama  <3

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This is but a work of an imaginative mind. None of these happened on the game or in the webtoon of Genshin Impact.

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what is the most difficult thing to choose from? is it choosing between becoming a monster or becoming a hero? or is it, becoming a monster to slay another? 𝗻𝗮𝘆. none of those came close enough. for the hardest thing there is, is to 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒚 your 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐 who had became a 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓.

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𝟬𝟬𝟭 ━━━━ [ 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ]

𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗎, 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾́𝗋𝗈𝗌 | 𝘆𝗮𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗮 - 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗱

𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 - 𝘁𝘄 ! ! ! 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁

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xiao's duty had always been crystal clear to him. slay the wrathful remnants of the archons who had already come to pass the setting sun. it was no easy task albeit he had no say in it. for he existed solely for this. he had been executing his duties for as long as he can remember. and now, finally, the karmic wheel started to take it's turn. the corruption that he had been suppressing for so long is now engulfing his very being. "it will not be long, until i become one of the 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙨," he whispered in lamentation—regretful that he didn't managed to say his farewells to his saviour from the past.

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𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙮𝙚,

𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦?

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succumbing to his own fate, xiao can feel the burning sensation as it bite down on his own skin. the immense pain brought by corruption inside him almost made him go mad with pain until it stopped. and now, he feel like he's floating, mind at ease finally, at 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆.

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as the world around him started to lost all its colours, the yaksha suddenly heared a serene tune brought by the gentle wind. a melody so soft, so gentle, rinsing him of all the negativity that was about to end him at the very same time. the one who played the tune must've been a very kind bard.

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𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 . . .

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days turned to weeks and weeks to months albeit xiao is still yet to find the owner of that sound. but of course, deep within him, he already knew. that individual must've been one of the seven—that's why the sound at that day, he did not pursue.

arriving at the parlor after a day of work, xiao fancied himself with some almond tofu. albeit the usual quiet and peaceful inn is strangely gone. the staffs are quiet noisy and the area seemed more, lively. "amazing isn't? apparently, master zhongli's friend is around. he's a great musician." beidou who arrived out of nowhere mused beside the yaksha. 𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙣?

'could he be the one who helped him?' xiao asked himself—contemplating if he would check on the guest or not. albeit it appears that he need not. for the familiar melody of the lute resonated through the halls of the inn with the source originated from a child—an individual whose appearance suggested a young age. that was his very first encounter with the one who saved him from his karmic demise. it was naught but a brief encounter. but for xiao, it was something that he can deem as one of the best part in his life.

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𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮𝗳𝗮𝗿 . . .

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the anemo archon's visit to liyue was quite long. and during those times, xiao had been watching from afar, afraid that even his slightest touch can burden the seemingly free lad.

but at the night of the archon's departure, something he did not expect happened. venti had ventured the meadows of liyue—an open space where the night wind blows quite gently to one's face. "how long do you plan on following me, guardian-san?" he thought that he was doing quite well in hiding his presence. albeit it seems like no matter how skilled he is, he can't still hold a candle against an archon. "i... i just want to extend ny gratitude to you when you saved me by guarding.. and watching over you during your visit," he replied defensively, not bothering to make even the slightest contact with the lad's eyes lest he's found to be lying.

chuckling, venti teased the flustered yaksha by asking him whilst smiling in an innocuous manner, "in what way did i save such a mighty guardian?" xiao on the other hand just bluntly replied the first thing that came unto his head—unaware of how it sounded or how the words would embarrass someone if they were to hear it. "your music had saved me," it was the whole truth. albeit hearing such compliment from someone made venti sheepish. the archon just laughed awkwardly as he turned his back on the puzzled yaksha. "do you wish to hear my music one last time before i leave for mondstadt?" venti asked gently, still refusing to face xiao.

"if you allow it... then gladly," the beau replied, elated that the bard would play solely for him in this meadow under the dark curtain that hath fell over the land, twinkling spotlights adorning the velvet texture of the night. "then let's take a sit first, shall we?" venti then tapped the ground beside him, signalling xiao to sit there which he followed without any qualms.

the coldness of the night is then engulfed with a warm sound from the bard's harp, lulling xiao to sleep. it was peaceful. never in his life did he felt such tranquillity. he wanted to hear more albeit the gentleness of the melody had already entered his whole being, comforting him to a dreamless and reposeful slumber. it was already morning when he awoke. he's now all alone on the grassland. xiao had hoped to see venti once more albeit that request, he never thought that it would come to him earlier than he had anticipated.

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𝗮 𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 . . .

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his duty had always been to slay the remnants of the wrathful gods. he had always executed his duty without a second thought. without hesitation no matter who his opponent may be. albeit right now, he's rooted on the spot. a phantasm he maybe, he would never forget the virescent orbs that he held in his heart not too long ago. although now, venti's once emerald glow had already lost its light, xiao would never mistake that the one standing infront of him right now is the very person who gave him a second chance at life. the person who lullled him to sleep, the gentle one who made him love the breeze.

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"why... no. who made you this way?" desperation can be traced on his voice as he question the vengeful spectre knowing that he wouldn't even answer him. and now, it dawned on him. beidou's crew who's supposed to sail with the archon never came back. if venti did truly perished on the seas of liyue, then the one infront... is the one who saved him. "why does it have to be 𝘆𝗼𝘂? why does it have to be 𝗺𝗲?" for the first time in his life, xiao had lamented his own fate. never did he resented his destiny albeit now... he despise it more than anything else.

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𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲

𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗲. 𝗜 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁'𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲. 𝗺𝘆

𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝙨𝙞𝙣.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑓𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙, 𝑚𝑦 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐.

[scaras-world]

This is but a work of an imaginative mind. None of these happened on the game or in the webtoon of Genshin Impact.

what is the most difficult thing to choose from? is it choosing between becoming a monster or becoming a hero? or is it, becoming a monster to slay another? 𝗻𝗮𝘆. none of those came close enough. for the hardest thing there is, is to 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒚 your 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐 who had became a 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓.

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𝟬𝟬𝟮 ━━━━ [ 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 ]

𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗎, 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾́𝗋𝗈𝗌 | 𝘆𝗮𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗮 - 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘅

𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 - 𝘁𝘄 ! ! ! 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁

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xiao's duty had always been the same. "kill the vengeful and spare none of the monsters who threatens the peace of liyue," under his contract with morax, this was the path that he choose to take. the quelling of the angered archons, the slaying of their resentful souls. their identities matters not. because for xiao, all shall be equal on the face of 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.

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albeit now, he knows not if his principles are correct. for right infront of him is the rampaging geo archon who seemed to have lost all reasons—devouring everything in his touch, turning the whole liyue into a sea of madness and fire.

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𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗱?

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"assuming that someday my soul would greet and embrace the void, xiao, i ask you to perform your duty to liyue without any hesitation at any given time,"

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those words... he agreed to it without any regards for the future for he did not expect the one who saved from his darkness to become one with it. rex lapis had always been upright and strong at both heart and soul thus, him losing control never crossed xiao's mind. not even once. "you're a yaksha. 'tis your duty and your oath thus you must fulfill it with all your might otherwise, you shall suffer the wrath of rock. i trust that you will protect liyue no matter who, and no matter what the circumstance may be."

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that's right. he had signed a contract to his god and breaching the covenant shall beget unimaginable consequences. albeit he does not fear the comeuppance that his actions will bring. but if he breaks the pact, the one thing that he fears the most shall come true. xiao cannot afford to break morax's trust. for out of everything in this world, 'tis the one and only thing that he cherish the most.

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𝗶 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀,

𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝘅 𝗹𝗮𝗽𝗶𝘀.

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as the waning moon hovered tenuously in the twilight firmament, the tumultuous wrath of morax hath finally graced liyue. the final sound for the city's survival resonated as both soldiers and citizens fled from their venerated god in fear for their lives. albeit— all came to a halt once the familiar glimmer of emerald light illuminated the burning night sky. there stood the one from the tales, the demon from the legends, and the guardian of liyue who was honored by the folksongs.

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𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘆𝗮𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗮'𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗰𝘆. 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆?

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approaching the rampaging geo archon, xiao wore his mask to conceal the swirling pain in his eyes. as he exchange blows with the mad morax, he can feel every part of him die. 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒂𝒎 𝒊 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒔?

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this is the second time that he hesitated to perform his duty. first was the slaying of the anemo and now, the geo. how come... why is it that he always have to slay his 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒆𝒔?

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'𝘁𝗶𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮, 𝘅𝗶𝗮𝗼. 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲.

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"master, i shall die the moment i slay you. the abyssal darkness of the underworld... allow me to traverse it with you." as his spear pierced morax from behind, xiao continued to plunge the metal from archon until it reached his own heart. the coldness then seeped from his inside as impending end finally reached his karmic life. "𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝘅𝗶𝗮𝗼." was the last thing he heard before left for the other side. 𝗲𝗻𝗱.

[scaras-world]

Disclaimer: this is but a mere fanfiction. I cannot call it as au since most of these did happen in the manga so I'll just label this as canon divergence. Reader's discretion is needed. Mentions of death and spoiler ahead.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ "I don't want us to die."

Those words left the love hashira's lips as her sobbing became louder upon realization that death is already at hand for both her and him, Iguro.

"I wish we could've talked more, play more and love more, Iguro-san," her once ebullient and cheerful voice is now reduced to a weak-silent one as the sanguineous liquid trickled from her pallid lips that was once coloured with pink lush. Mitsuri's condition is worse than worst before they managed to take down the demon. The dame is already bathing in her own blood—𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦.

Both of them—along with the other Hashiras exhausted their life force just to defeat a common enemy who brought death and deapair to many. Humanity won this war against evil but at the cost of their life. 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦.

"Iguro-san, I am so glad that I've met you in this life.." the coleen mused as tears of despondency started to flood her pale visage. 𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦.

"Kanroji-san, meeting you was a blessing to me for out of everyone, those eyes of yours—you always look at me with so much affection, you made me feel human, again. And I'm sure that everyone feels the same," he said gently to her, in a reassuring manner and it wasn't too long before his eyes started to water in both sadness and relief. At least now, they are 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦.

Mitsuri's hand then made its way to his cheeks, caressing his face gently. Obanai then heared her chuckle lightly, "It seems like I'm going to die, Iguro-san. I can feel it... the coldness, embracing me," he can feel a lump forming in his throat upon hearing her words. This is 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘣𝘺𝘦.

"In our next life, please allow me to be your bride, Iguro-san!"

"If you will accept me by then, then I'll gladly take your hand," Iguro then gripped the cold hands of the dame as he hear her last heart beat fade into nothingness.

"I'll follow you now, Kanroji. Thank you for bringing such ethereal happiness in my life,"

[scaras-world]

Fanfiction of "Father, I do not want to marry!" a manhwa of Hong Hee Su and also the image below is credited to the artists, Pig Cake and 돼지케이크.

As the champagne met the ground, gasps and frantic screams of noblewomen engulfed the joyous banquet. The Princess's body slowly fell but is met with the strong arms of Marquess Albert, who hugged her cold body protectively. The knights of the palace however all came together—pointing their swords to the duke's daughter, Juveliana Floyen who gave the glass of wine to the now limped dame.

"I did not!" she strongly denied but, to no avail. Everyone who are present are now condemning her for the crime that she did not commit. "I am being framed!" Juvel screamed once more in an attempt to come clean to everyone in the room albeit, it was all for naught. "Take this wicked lady into custody! Throw her inside the prison!" the emperor ordered in a fit of rage albeit his anger was calmed when he caught a glimpse of a silver hair, making its way to the center of the hall—silencing the unruly audience.

Juveliana's face lit up in glee as she saw a familiar face, making its way to the center of the crowd, "Fathe—" she started albeit she was cut off by the very same man who knelt infront of the highest person in the empire, his next words brought horror to her heart. "I shall throw her myself, your majesty," her father's word rang through her ears, she almost doubted what she heard albeit Juveliana Floyen, wake up. You already knew right from the start, 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲.

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𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀

𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗒, 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾

𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽

𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱?

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"I hated her for taking the man I loved from me but I am not cruel enough to wish for her death! Father, you ought to believe me! I am your 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑!" the lass bellowed to the indifferent man infront of her who halted infront of a large stone door—the shadow prison. A cold dungeon for criminals who are accused of treason, the gates leading to afterlife, they say. And she, Juveliana is now brought here by her sole family, the nation's hero, Duke Regis Adri Floyen. A loyal vassal of the emperor whose fidelity is apparently stronger than his affection for his own family.

"Hang in there," he told her whilst handing her a dagger—is he asking me to commit suicide...?

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⛓️𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘜𝘋𝘌—𝗦𝗛𝗘

𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗦 • • •Juveliana, oh! You

unfortunate child!

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As she slumped onto the cold marbles of the dark prison cell, Juvel finally came into terms with her self, "𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿." she weeped as she hugged the knife close to her chest, reminiscing all of the memories she ever had in this life. "𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲, 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱. 𝗧𝗵𝘂𝘀, 𝗜 𝘆𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗱. 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘁. 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗲," she whispered softly as tears finally started from her stone-cold eyes, devoid of hope and life.

"Your Highness, the crown prince! You cannot enter, his majesty did not give you permission to interrogate the lady!" the knight outside shouted in hopes of stopping the intruder. But, did he just said "crown prince"? That brutal prince who tortured the kingdom's spy to death until he had spoken his objective?!

"If we want to get a confession, then we need to shed some blood, don't we?" his mere voice made the lass shivered in fright. 'If that man is here to torture her, then she would rather die a quick death than a painful one!'

Raising the dagger high, she smiled as drops of melancholy rained her visage. 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗮𝗻.

Grammatical and typographical errors ahead.

[scaras-world]

Poseidon and Medusa

🌊 — 我们的爱不过是悲剧的化身

𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚑𝚒𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊 xxx ᴀᴍᴀᴠɪ alternative universe featuring poseidon and medusa of greek mythology.

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` Why do you, God of the Seven Seas regards humanity as nothing but filth when you used to revere one as both your friend and lover even when the heavens forbid? Do you truly loathe the essence of humanity or— did you think that erasing the traces of her race would make you forget of what has occurred? O, Zeus Enalios, would you enlighten the mind of this lost one? ʼ

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Poseidon just looked at the man smugly and replied, "A foolish question. I do not need any reason to eliminate those who repulsed me albeit, ah! Of course, it would be my greatest pleasure to erase the race who shackled Medusa unto their rules—rendering her powerless against their man-made beliefs."

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The tale of the unfortunate Gorgon

Sisters is not a secret to man. She who was defiled by one of the Olympian Gods in the temple of Athena is a tale recounted thousands of times. But in reality, the event was twisted in an attempt to spite the High God, Poseidon in the eyes of humanity and he, the perpetrator succeeded in doing just to please the Goddess Athena.

𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝒄𝐨𝐬𝐭?

None. It brought them no harm. Albeit its also the cause of the severance of Poseidon's endless compassion towards man. Medusa's defilement and humanity's twisted mind gave birth to a calm hatred in his heart. He who blesses the coastal cities and pitied men more than anyone turned his back on them just because of a sole woman.

𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝒗𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫?

Preposterous! Why would he, Poseidon who knew of the sorrows of the women whom his brother had violated do the same thing? Poseidon is not a licentious immortal like Zeus. He's a man of decorum and he wouldn't do such demeaning acts towards someone innocent. And in the first place, Medusa was his friend—almost lover. If only she wasn't turned into such hideous creature, she would've led a blissful life beside him. It would've happen but unfortunately, Medusa is chained down by the rules concocted by man.

Grammatical errors ahead.

Attached giphys for attention.

This is an alternative universe. The writer knows the real event regarding poseidon and medusa. But I tweaked it a bit to suit my taste.