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Day in, day out, there was never change to the endless, agonizing routine Zacharie had become so accustomed to. Awaken, run from zone to zone to assist the Batter with weapons and a variety of equipment, turn OFF. Rinse and repeat.
Needless to say, he was fucking sick of it.
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18 Dec 2018
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Where there should've been acceptance, there was only disappointment. Where there should've been gladness, there was only powerlessness. From a desire arose a will and from the will, the Universal Century was changed forever. And thus the White Devil haunts the field of battle once more...
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13 Mar 2025
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'...but what surprises Misato the most is the overwhelming amount of trust that she seems to have suddenly inputted into the Creepy Kid with Mysterious Past Kaworu Nagisa Fund.' Four different people look at Kaworu and Shinji's relationship. Kaworu and Shinji are too busy being smitten with each other to notice.
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The experiment was simple in principle, and even if it hadn't worked as planned, it would have been a step in the right direction. But something went wrong; time and space turned inside out and upside down, and the best hope for monsters to escape the Underground went up in flames with half of the C.O.R.E. Facility. Years later, after the Barrier was finally shattered, that unplanned experiment bears unexpected fruit. And Royal Scientist Wing Ding Aster has a lot of catching up to do.
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02 Mar 2025
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The God of Death Has Passed Him Over by TheWaffleBat
Fandoms: Ghost of Tsushima (Video Game)
16 May 2022
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Shifting across the ground, dirt and grass staining the fabric over her knees, Yuna pressed her fingers to the samurai’s throat. The trees whispered, wind hissing through grass and across stone. Beneath Yuna’s hand his skin was clammy, cold beneath the pads of her fingers. His heart did not beat, and behind their lids his eyes did not move. It was a trick of the light, a fancy, a desperate hope giving her false visions of a dead samurai coming back to life; Yuna knew better than to believe in miracles. They were for samurai and honourable heroes in stories, not thieves who had stolen across a beach black with blood to take for herself the one warrior who still lived, whose honour would not let him refuse her when she asked him to save her brother as payment for his life. And yet…
Yet…
Jin Sakai the Ghost is a story to frighten the Mongols. Those who know him best know he's much stranger than a ghost.
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03 Jan 2025