#threads of fate; crossover verse

[savior-of-humanity]

@hymns-across-the-stars -- continued from here!

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Atreus was no stranger to being lost in a foreign realm, with little - if any - means of getting his bearings regarding just where exactly he was. It was something he was accustomed to, really, especially given how far he had traveled and how many sights he had seen in his journeys through the Nine Realms and beyond. It usually didn't take him long to adjust to a new situation, to learn how to navigate both geography and conversations with any local peoples that lived there. But the place he found himself in now was unlike anything he had ever seen in his entire life. In every direction that the Jotunn looked and traversed, Atreus was surrounded by a sprawling labyrinth of ancient, worn metal; expertly constructed, yet weathered from wind and time. Even beneath the plant life that seemed to grow from almost every single surface of the complex, he could tell that the architecture and craftsmanship was utterly alien to him. Not to mention, given just how far the tunnels and shafts that made up its depths went, no civilization he knew of could've made such a massive complex. And yet, there was no sign of any people living here...

...well, except for the creatures that called this maze home.

Many were just as alien as the labyrinth itself, though they held similarities to other creatures Atreus had seen before; multi-colored lizards the size of dogs, roving packs of spiders, enormous armored centipedes, and too many other little things to list off. He swore he saw a glimpse of what looked like some sort of enormous bird-like creature soaring above, but given the huge towers that reached up to the heavens and obscured the sky almost totally, it disappeared just as quickly as he'd spotted it. Survival wasn't too difficult, which was largely due to the relative abundance of both safe food and drinking water; but as the sun eventually began to approach the distant horizon, he knew he'd have to find shelter for the night. There was no telling what sort of nasty critters would come out in the dark, after all - but the abrupt noise of some distant commotion snapped Atreus out of his thoughts of finding a place to hunker down. Atreus paused and listened; normally, he'd avoid it entirely as it'd usually just be a scuffle between some big lizards, but there were no snapping jaws, guttural snarls, teeth digging into skin and flesh. What he could hear insisted solely of ghastly shrieks and what he could only describe as small explosions. Logic dictated that he should ignore it and keep looking for shelter while he still had daylight - but something about it urged him to go, to look. And look he would. It'd taken him a while given how long and winding the passages of the labyrinth's underbelly were, but eventually he'd crawl out of a vent overlooking a small ledge to spot the source of the once-distant battle. There were two creatures that were of immediate interest to Atreus; one was a huge, gaunt and avian-looking creature, much like the one he had spotted a glimpse of earlier in the day. Its hostile gaze was locked upon the other individual; a small red-furred creature resembling some strange cross between a mollusk and a cat. And, based on the way they not only held their body posture but also wielded a spear, Atreus immediately guessed that the little thing was not only intelligent, but also exhausted from a previous fight. He didn't hesitate to notch an arrow into the string of his bow, draw, and then send it flying straight at the tusked face of the bird-beast. In that moment, Atreus learned two things; the first was that the skull-like face of the "bird" was not a face but rather a mask. Through a stroke of luck, the arrow had hit at just the right angle to dislodge it from the creature's true face, sending it clattering to the overgrowth below. The second was that this also happened to piss it off. Severely.

He didn't wait for its response - already he had leapt from the ledge to the ground below, landing into a roll to minimize potential injury from the impact, before he jumped back to his feet and began to run like Hel to the closest semblance of safety. Which, coincidentally, happened to be in the general direction of the red-furred spear wielder. "GO!" He had no idea if they could understand him or if they could even speak, but he hoped that at the very least, the urgency and volume of his voice would spook the creature into fleeing as well. "RUN! RUN! I HAVE ITS ATTENTION!" He knew that because he could literally hear it coming after him with those huge beating wings. All he could really do was hope that he was faster than it was.

[savior-of-humanity]

Y'shua had been tending to some damage the suit had sustained on his latest demon-killing excursion when there's a sudden power surge across the Fortress of Doom. For a few seconds, lights flicker and systems go haywire from the sheer energy overload that washes over the station-fortress, before quickly returning to standard levels without further issue.

It would've been only mildly concerning if he wasn't simultaneously assaulted by a searing, stabbing agony through his skull, so intense and vivid that his vision whites out and he has to brace himself against the workbench to keep his legs from giving out under him.

Accompanying it is an equally painful yet alien pressure that claws at the Slayer's consciousness, not too dissimilar from the few times he's made contact with Them before. Visions of slaughter and decay and indulgence and mutation lash at his mind, whispering a single word that brands itself into his thoughts.

Anathema.

It's over just as soon as it began. When his head doesn't feel like it's about to split open anymore Y'shua's first concern is the station-fortress' integrity; he doesn't need to ask before VEGA is already providing a status report through the speaker systems. The Fortress thankfully hadn't sustained any damage from the event, but when the AI informs him of a single and apparently human bio-signature having manifested in the launch bay, he doesn't bother to pull on his armor. He just grabs his shotgun and strides out into the hall to face whatever just ended up in his sanctuary.

Which is how the Slayer comes to find a seemingly ordinary (if rather tall) man sprawled unconscious in front of the travel gate, looking like they just crawled through the shores of Hell itself. Y'shua's already pulling the stranger up and into his arms with a grunt (they're a little heavier than expected), making his way to the medbay while VEGA prepares the necessary automated systems for any necessary treatment. He already has a suspicion that this stranger is more than likely related in some way to the phenomenon he'd just experienced a minute ago, but until he can get them properly looked over and conscious again, he's not going to get many answers for his questions.

From the depths of the Warp came a cry-- it reverberated across the Immaterium, breaking free from the farthest depths where not even the Chaos Gods could reach-- that rattled the minds of psykers. Astropaths, diviners, it did not matter. The only thing that could be heard from their mouths was one single name: the Anathema.

His earthen-toned hands grabbed at brimstone, he pulled himself through the murky nothingness and into the realms of the Four Gods-- through the Land of the Plague Lord and his Garden, through the Realm of the Sorcerers and the horrid Labyrinth, through the Dark Prince's Realm, and through the Blood God's Domain... And then, with what strength He had, knowing He would not survive the depths of realspace without His power armor, He opened a portal instead of going through the Eye of Terror.

The Compassion shard's broken body tumbled through the portal as it quickly shut behind Him. Dim yellow eyes scanned blankly at His surroundings where He managed to stand... though, He wobbled.

And then, He crumpled, dropping to His knees and falling face-first against the ground.

The Emperor was unrecognizable-- here, He did not look like a divine entity, but a broken (and unnaturally tall) man, covered in gashes and scratches, in dirt and soot and ash-- by all accounts, He looked like a mutant.

Wherever He was, this was not Holy Terra like He intended, nor was it anywhere He recognized. He could swear He heard footsteps, yet... He was slipping into unconsciousness. May the universe help whoever it was that approached the weakened God-Emperor, because they most likely DID NOT know what they were getting into...

[weberin]

𝙒𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙉 𝘽𝙔 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙃𝙀𝘾𝙔 — piper was never born, she was conjured. a woman made for knowing. for warning. the kind they put to sleep when the future became too inconvenient. over hundred years later, the spell broke. not with a kiss, but a scream. now she works in a quiet little weaver’s shop tucked between the cracks of the waking world, threading silk through strange cloth . . . and fate through stranger lives. her touch hums. her needles whisper. and if you have dreamt of her, don’t bother asking why. she already knows. piper doesn’t deal in fortunes, and she doesn’t read your cards. she sees the thread you carry, knotted and frayed. sometimes, she snips. sometimes, she ties. sometimes, she just watches.

𝘼 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿 𝙋𝙐𝙇𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙊𝙐𝙂𝙃 . . . a name whispered in sleep, prophecy stitched into skin, threads pulled too tight, laughter in the face of destiny, dreams that arrive like warnings, sharp tongues and soft silks, the hum beneath your ribs, a girl once sealed away for knowing too much, unraveling secrets with silver needles, a shop where time forgets itself, the scent of dust and thunder, sarcasm as survival, a fate rewritten without permission, red thread tangled in regret — and the strange mercy of being seen.

thread-touched, fate-bent, oracle-unmade, sharp as a silver needle — fandomless, crossover-friendly, private & mutually exclusive portrayal of 𝐏𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐋 a fate-weaver & dream-witch with a stitched past and a future lit on both ends. original character loved by enna, 21+, mdni. plotting encouraged, memes welcome, starters always open. writes in both english & german. multiverse & multi-ship friendly. do not follow if you're not okay with a little prophecy and a lot of sarcasm. carrd with rules and verses is a wip.

[wildbolt]

˖ ⚡️   ＃ 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐭   is   a   highly   selective   &   private   writing   blog   feat.   𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢   𝐚𝐬𝐡   𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐦   of   the   (   1997 - 2023   )   pokeani   series.   inspiration   taken   from   the   indigo   league,   gotta   catch   'em   live,   many   to   all   films,   &   personal   headcanons. playlist.

a   majestic   tale   within   THE   WONDERFUL   WORLD   of   pokemon.   one   young   boy   dreams   to   be   the   VERY   BEST   &.   to   become   pokemon   master.   through   hard  trials   of   fate   &.   brave   determination,   crowns   him   as   a   TRUE   hero   &.   BORN   champion.

★☆   searching   far   &   wide   with:     spookymulti   ☆   mfingoak   ☆   hightouch   ☆   hiswrlds   ☆   talkaboutpathetic   ☆   royalgardensnake

☆★   team:     pikachu   ★   victini   ★   rowlet   ★   oshawott   ★   lucario   ★   charizard

001. hello fellow trainer! welcome to my blog where i write my beloved little ashy boy. i have enjoyed pokemon since the tender age of five & to this very day, yellow & gale of darkness being my personal favorite games! i have been rping for 15+ years and have yet to get out of this chair. my blog is strictly selective & private, so i will only interact with my mutuals. i will not be responding back to the following messages: want to rp? can we be mutuals? etc. i'm sure you are an amazing writer with wonderful muse(s) but this is my decision to follow, please do not take it personally if i don't follow back, as this is due to comfort & to keep a tidy dashboard. i will end up soft blocking when i deem it necessary: if i find your muse makes me feel uncomfortable all of a sudden, i never found our muses could connect, or if the dash is clogged as i do ghost a lot. i don't have high standards, but there are somethings i do take on direct level when it comes to rping. i won't be following hub blogs as well. if you have sides, i will look through them but they must be pinned in order for me to browse them.

002. i am crossover & original character friendly. however i must have some info of your oc & any verses they have before we can write together. i also need to know what series your muse(s) originate from for better understanding & writing perspective, as this makes my life a whole lot easier to know what we can do during interactions. i would love to partake in any kind of plotting, though i am a very lax role player & it isn't necessary. this goes without saying, but godmodding, metagaming & powerplay is forbidden. there can be some exceptions, but this does not allow you to have full control while we write.

003. please do not pressure me for replies, i work a 40+ hour job in a stressful environment. i also have add/adhd, so i get distracted very easily. i also forget a lot & feel swamped most times. i only write when i am motivated & have enough energy. with all that being said, my inbox & dms are always open for any new interactions. just be patient when & if i am sporadic with them.

004. i won't be writing any nsfw as my muse is plot locked at the age of 10 in canon. there may be dark scenes that may contain death however, as my muse does indeed die a few times during the series. this will be on the most rarest occasions, or may not be present at all. i don't tag triggers, but if need be i can & will. just give me a holler if anything needs to be tagged correctly.

005. length varies to what i can come up with & what my writing partners bring to the table. this doesn't mean you ever have to match up with mine. i enjoy making stories at times & this all ties down to reply speed. format is small text with html color coding. you can format our threads however you like, so long as it is readable. also, please trim your posts for my poor ocd brain.

006. this blog contains multishipping in different timelines and verses. good chemistry & enough interactions are required for any dynamic questions, but never be afraid to ask if you want something planned as i am open for romantic/familial/platonic ships. i don't practice exclusives but i do with mains.

007. no drama. no hate. no name drops. if i see anything of sort in the inbox or dms, it will be deleted upon arrival. role play is a hobby & for fun, let's keep it that way. so please, do not harass any of my writing partners. if you are wary of someone i interact with however, you may politely inform me. but i absolutely will not tolerate for personal disliking towards another. anonymous asks are forever closed simply for me to focus on threads & in my opinion, i had never found anons enjoyable to answer.

008. my open starters & prompts are available always! you may also continue an answered ask without question. if sending an inbox message for one of his partners, please please specify who you want or i will pick at random. this goes for my starter calls as well. i will be sticking to english dub pokemon names, as this is easiest for me. if you want to know/read about ash, his pokemon and verses you must click on the floating links on my theme. do note: i did not play scarlet & violet very much (the game was just too unplayable for me my b) so like ash, i am unknowing of the paldea region. in a way, that's a win-win tbh. i am not at all associated with the pokemon rpc nor will i write battles. i'm just here to chill & vibe with my favorite son shine. best wishes!

[savior-of-humanity]

There's a sick, wet CRUNCH as several imps find themselves crushed into a fine gory paste beneath the marble slabs. Any attempt at pack cohesion the demons might've tried to maintain is instantly dissolved, the infernal creatures screeching as they scramble to flee.

Now that the stranger isn't moving at a full-tilt sprint, Sid gets the opportunity for a better glance at who this person is, and an understanding as to why the demons turned tail at their arrival. The armored figure is frighteningly fast like him, but their finesse speaks of a finely honed brutality that comes with untold years of experience; they effortlessly weave to avoid slashing claws only to brutally punish their attackers for such transgressions. Some are rendered into red mist with a single blast from the shotgun, while others are simply crushed beneath armored boot or sliced to pieces with a gauntlet-mounted blade.

The fight - if it can even be called that - is fast, vicious, and ends just as quickly as it began.

The figure doesn't move from where they've crushed the last demon's skull beneath an armored boot, standing over their handiwork as their frame heaves with every breath. It's gone eerily quiet, broken only by the sound of their ragged breathing and warm gore dripping from marble and steel. Their visored gaze flicks over to Sid's direction, but they don't turn their rage on him. A beat of silence, then they (or rather he) speaks in a voice that's rough and worn.

"You alright?"

Sid is fast, far faster than any human has any right to be as he keeps slicing through the various enemies around him. He sees the demon coming at him and reacts just fast enough to keep the thing from sinking the talons anywhere specifically vital. Still his shoulder would be fucked for a few precious seconds. As the rest jump on top and get ready to swing Sid's already trying to get ready for how he's gonna get out. He's pretty sure he'll heal fast enough to keep the demons from being able to kill him, yet at least.

The shotgun blast right above his head is a surprise. A very welcome one. Sid moves the second the demons aren't piling on him. The young man, disappearing with a flash of not light in the shade of indigo before reappearing a good couple meters higher above the fleeing demons. With a clap of his hands four bus sized chess pieces made of marble would fall seemingly from nowhere, crushing a few of the demons and hemming in the rest for the shot gun fellow to take out.

[savior-of-humanity]

94﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  into  their  lap . ((for Swift!))

Swift lets out a small yelp as she's pulled into Church's lap with little warning, though she quickly relaxes when she realizes it's just her friend.

"Jeez, you nearly had me jumping out of my scales there for a moment," she laughs as she makes herself comfortable, draping her arms casually over Church's shoulders. "You miss me or something?"

[rxbelling-hxrald]

Babble about the foundations of the realms and their connections.

I've referred to Dan and the demons he fights traversing through portals to access realms. I'm sure some of you have at one point or another asked yourself 'Just what the heck are these and how do they work?' Hopefully this will provide some clarity.

First things first, what are the realms? Simply put, they are their own individual universe that form the 'Multi-Verse'. Each and every universe have their own histories and events going on, obviously even those beyond what Dan himself is involved in. These spread out further than even the likes of Sonic/Mobian themed verses which is what allows Dan to interact with crossovers and other verses, the one common link that I use to make sense of his presence and reason for being able to visit such places.

The demon realm? It in of itself was once a normal universe too. However in my setting, this is categorized as the universe with the worst fate, an ultimate dark AU so to speak. Everything going horribly wrong in it's development and how it's inhabitants are effected as the millions of years passed. Some may assume by me calling it 'the demon realm' it's meant to be some sort of multi-verse hell and while it could be considered to take the role of it with how it does represent all the worst aspects, it has no spiritual or religious connections. It's purely there as a truly tragic place where now the power that has dominated it and holding it's very existence together has now not only twisted life into a naturally dangerous and corroding presence, it's even beginning to corrupt the element of space itself.....there's been nothing left for this terror to spread for so long but now it's able to finally tap into the links of other realms.

There's more to the demon realm aspects and the power in charge of it but that's a separate topic. I can go into that at another point if people want to know more there.

Going further, my concept of the realms being connected are through the one common denominator. Life. Or more accurately all of the components, whilst having adapted and shifted in each realm differently, such as it melding with the earliest forms of Chaos in Sonic themed verses, which eventually caused that unique presence in each verse to grow and develop in it's own way, however they all share the primary core components. As life naturally flows through space and time, these universes teeming with it practically form their own 'bubble' which is what keeps them separate from the deepest vastness of cold hard space and other universes always too far to reach normally.

Much like how we need air, these universes in their 'bubbles' need to maintain the natural flow of life. As a result, life flows into them, forming a tunnel like link into them and with how many realms there are? There's tons of links and bubbles that have caused a giant multi-verse keeping them all directly but quietly connected to one another, with such a simple and non energy based flow it's why none of these realms have really ever been aware of the links between one another.

If I've lost you, try to imagine the multi-verse is like a vast, mixed up spider web with several threads, with key points being the 'bubbles' and the threads between each point being the flow links.

So we essentially have a giant universe, containing several smaller ones that are all quietly linked together by the basis allowing them to exist and develop. So the links between universes are massive airflows, however, we all also know a universe contains countless planets and other bases that are sustained too, even if there isn't something directly 'living' on it. So now there's even more smaller links between each planet with this 'life' flow that all eventually in some form or another connect back to the main thread back at the realm's bubble.

This is why everywhere Dan goes or can visit, there's always at least one portal or gateway he needs to find and close in order to prevent demon access to the planet he's on. Scattered every which place with no true way of knowing where the gateway actually is, it could be anywhere from high up in the sky to below the surface.

Travel through these links is possible assuming one has access and can open them up, however there is no control over your destination in normal circumstances, you'll naturally be pushed and shoved about with the flow, like your going through a pipe with a powerful air flow, sometimes it's gonna push, sometimes it's gonna pull. It's a very uncomfortable experience.

I've ranted enough and I feel I've given enough context as to how this works and hints to the demon realm's history, there's certainly some potential ramifications to be had too but I'm gonna leave that for you to guess and if not? Well time will eventually show whenever I get around to doing a major thread involving Dan's efforts in the War of Shadows.

Of course if you'd like to know more or have questions, never be shy to ask.

[savior-of-humanity]

Mosura is no stranger to the nature of humans. She has bore witness to almost the entire history of them and their ancestors; when they were still apes that clung to the trees, that eventually braved the perils of the Savannah and learned the secrets of fire. She has been alive for longer than humanity has existed as a species. Older than mammals, older than dinosaurs. She knows, fully, of the good and evil they are capable of.

She bowed to only one thing - her light, her sea, the one they called Gojira but to her was Kaimaunahi - and yet she found herself in a position of submission. Limbs folded and bound, her wings spread wide across the floor of her prison yet unable to do little save change color. She does not have the energy within her to blind him with her radiance, let alone try to fight the restraints, to crush her captor between enormous chitin jaws.

The Queen is not worried of her mortality, however. She had eggs she could rebirth anew from, and regardless whether they kept her prisoner or decided to take her life... the King would not stand for such a blasphemous transgression. It was only a matter of time.

"A herald of catastrophe," came the moth-Kaiju's words, her tone stern yet patient. She did not speak with lips but through something analogue to thoughts, not quite telepathy but something more intangible and primordial. "You create abominations that go against the natural order. You are not the first to indulge in such follies - but you must know that what you are doing will, inevitably, bring ruin. It will destroy you."

She never witnessed it, but she remembers the tale her King spoke of; a tale where, after the One Who is Many was vanquished, some humans had found a head belonging to the serpent. How they used the skull in the creation of a machine with the intent to usurp the Titans - only for a fragment of the hydra to return and attempt to finish what it had started. She didn't know what this one was doing, but if she could feel their essences even from here... she feared what might happen if they were unleashed. Pandora's Box, was the ancient term suitable for such a scenario.

"you call yourself a hero?" @savior-of-humanity 's Mothra ❥ ❝ villainous encounters and reactions ❞

Hyles keeps quiet for a bit, mesmerized by the image before him. The voice that rings so sweet, yet so firm — godly. It was a shame that they could not truly see eye to eye. By his perspective, Mothra is... noble, while Hyles could be seen as the direct opposite. And yet, here he is, quietly revering, loving the words delivered onto him, despite the inherent antagonism.

"A hero..." He stops to ponder, for he wouldn't leave Mothra bereft of answers. "I suppose not... I could never be something so grand. Instead, I am more of a herald." Unable to part his eyes from the creature before him, he raises his hands, as if believing he'd be able to touch her wings if he just reaches out.

She is beautiful – truly, her title befits her presence.

"Yet that is of no import, is it? If you are here, something has caught your attention... And I am almost completely sure it was not the messenger. Surely, I can be of some aid."

[keyofhearts]

         they  can  take  your  world.  they  can  take  your  heart.  cut  you  loose  from  all  you  know.  but  if  it's  your  fate  […]  then  every  step  forward  will  always  be  a  step  closer  to  home.

                          𝙺 𝙴 𝚈 𝙾 𝙵 𝙷 𝙴 𝙰 𝚁 𝚃 𝚂.

an independent writing blog for SORA of square enix's KINGDOM HEARTS. oc & crossover friendly. selective + private, canon-divergent & not affiliated with any fandoms. graphics made by floragfx. adored by cero (she/her, 21+).

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𝗔𝗙𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦 / 𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗦 : tba 𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗦 : carrd. ♥︎ meta. ♥︎ prompts. ♥︎ tags. ♥︎ moodboard. 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗟 : @makostrife - @bloodlcrd - @fooltroupe

─── BASICS

this is an independent writing blog for sora from square enix's kingdom hearts. currently replaying through all the games released for console. never finished kh3 because i'm a fool, but in general i'm up-to-date with the general plot of the games and the characters.

─── INTERACTIONS

100% oc and crossover friendly. also small heads up regarding verses - for now i don't think it's necessary to give sora verses for specific fandoms since he has the ability to visit any world. basically his main verse works for any interaction with any muse from any fandom. also very important, please cut your threads!

─── INBOX

i don't post a lot of starter calls, instead i make sure to reblog inbox prompts as much as possible to offer another form of interacting with my muse. also, if you want to send unprompted ic asks please do, it's very much loved and appreciated! in either case, feel free to continue them from me. regarding anon, i usually keep it on but if someone feels the need to spread negativity for whatever reason, i will turn it off and move on.

─── FOLLOW / UNFOLLOW

first things first, i don't want minors interacting with me nor do i want personals around here. i am fully aware that we all want to create a safe place for us on this site, so if you feel like we just don't vibe please soft-block me, i will do the same should the situation call for it. i will also clean up my following once in a while and remove inactive blogs.

─── ACTIVITY

my activity is very sporadic. due to real life draining my energy on a regular basis, and on-off depressive episodes, it's impossible for me to be here daily. i will only write when i feel like it and i will not force myself to reply quickly anymore, i want this to be a hobby, an escape when i need it - this is my personal rule.

─── TRIGGERS

while kingdom hearts is mostly about friendship, disney characters and generally gives off positive vibes, please note that it's far deeper than that and might delve into dark themes at times. however, everything will be tagged accordingly. i myself don't have any triggers but i would really appreciate it if you could tag your nsft/nsfw posts.

─── SHIPPING

mickey voice: oh boy! personally i like sora & kairi a lot. however, i am open to any ship (canon x canon, oc x canon) as long as there is chemistry between our characters. it doesn't have to be romantic either. found family? enemies? pre-established stuff? i'm here for it all. that being said, i don't force shipping and neither should you. no smut. thanks.

─── PLOTTING

if we've been mutuals for a while and have some threads together, i'm all here for plotting. i think it's easier to plot if we as muns have established some kind of bond first versus two people who still have to figure out if their muses vibe together, if that makes sense. basically, plotting is cool but only if it 'feels' right.

─── CALLOUTS / DRAMA

checks calender aren't we all adults by now? anyway, i understand why callouts are sometimes necessary, especially if it's actually problematic or concerns someone's safety - 100% agree. but if it's drama between people, adult people, which could easily be resolved privately without dragging the whole rpc into it, then get out. touch grass.

[savior-of-humanity]

Hell was dying.

It was an incredibly unbelievable thing to say, even by Y'shua's standards, even if it was only referring to this Hell and not the one he had spent over a thousand years invoking terror and hatred into. Layers had collapsed beneath the tide of the machine menace and the infernal invaders; Limbo, Lust, Gluttony. Greed and Wrath were soon to follow, and with each layer that was annihilated, he could feel the infernal atmosphere change, slowly curling upon itself like the death throes of a spider as the wave of death drew closer and closer to the final layer of Treachery.

Y'shua stood in silence. He listened - and he found himself mirrored in Gabriel, to some degree. When he had returned from Hell after killing the Icon of Sin only to find the Earth dead and devoid of all human life, he too had felt despair and emptiness beyond measure. And yet, behind it was a burning fire - grief coalescing into an eternal flame of RAGE AND HATE AND VENGEANCE AND BLOODSHED.

He watched as Gabriel rose, turned to face him, proclaimed his challenge. Y'shua drew what looked to be the handle of a blade, though the hooked cross-guards faced up rather than being splayed out. A silent acceptance of the challenge, of a final duel at the end of Creation.

"You know. There's something someone I respect said to me once," Y'shua spoke, grasping the handle with the experience of someone who had killed with blade just as much as he did bullets.

"They are rage. Brutal. Without mercy. But you?"

A flick of the wrist, and suddenly the cross-guards snapped into position - whilst a blade, almost just as long as his own body length, flashed to life in a flicker of light and flame. Huge, red, with its tip not ending in a single point like Justice and Splendor but in a hooked crescent-blade.

"You will be worse."

“Your God is dead, Gabriel. The fire is gone.” (From Y’shua :3c)

✞ His back turned, his wings moved with a gentle ebb and flow, their daylight color somewhat... dulled. And slowly he leans against his golden spear and slides down it to his knees. " ... Then there is nothing left to fight for. "

There was a reason the angel hesitated to truly discuss the sheer severity of this world's state. He wasn't lying to them. He was lying to himself. That confidence he once had, his facade shatters, and beneath it nothing more than hopelessness, despair, but above all... anger. The anger of an angel that had to watch the world end under some promise that it would all amount to something. Some greater meaning, some higher cause, or if nothing else-- that humanity might surprise him! But did they? Oh yes, they did. He's convinced they surprised even God before His flame went out. And that anger at them, at Heaven, at his own Father, pours out from his divinity enough to slowly paint his wings gold and shake the very air.

" The horrors... of which humanity engineered once the poison of free will finally took its course... have long since outweighed the terror of ANY demon! The kind of pains man has manifested have caused the agonies of Hell to look on in AWE! " Golden gauntlets slammed to the surface he kneels on, cracking it, though the position he takes to do so looks like pleading, practically begging. How many times has the voice of God's greatest warrior been ignored, acknowledged but tossed aside just like any other mortal? Why? What was the point of it all?

" God is not merely DEAD... No... His Will has been broken. And so... as am I... " He hisses through gritted teeth before turning to look over his shoulder at the other.

" Leave this place, Y'shua. Follow the branches of your eternal Hell elsewhere and leave this one to its demons. This is not a dying world its a dead one. And I... I am nothing more than lingering embers. " His voice grows cold.

" I shall see to putting them out. " He sternly mutters those words quiet enough that perhaps they barely heard them. " But first... " His spear dissipates into glowing dust, instead drawing his two swords to stab into the ground and force himself back to his feet. And he turns to them.

" Grant me one last request. Fight me. Show me what it is that drives a man like you to persist beyond reason nor doubt! "

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There's an unnatural chill that comes rushing down the length of John's spine at the tilted voice in his ear. Not the sensation that usually accompanied the insertion of an AI into his neural port, but one derived from raw, instinctive dread. The kind of chill that comes from looking into the woods and realizing, with horror, that there's been a predator among the trees watching you this entire time.

He spins on his heel, rifle raised to confront the threat before he even knows what it is--

And there's nothing there.

Only a cold, pitch-black fog creeping along the ground, curling around his armored boots.

[swordluck]

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themes ↠ home is the first grave , survivor’s guilt , death and the maiden , the beauty of decay , remaining gentle in the face of horror , god loves you but not enough to save you , grief must be lugged , kindness is not weakness , vengeance as duty , cycles and inescapable fates, becoming your own hero .

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