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    Victoré de Dzemael is the Warrior of Light - second son of House Dzemael, elder brother to Grinnaux de Dzemael, the fourth seat of Thordan's Knights Twelve. In the Singularity Reactor at the depths of Azys Lla, Grinnaux was assumed to perish by his brother's sword. Victoré finds him many years later, at the cusp of the Final Days, barely alive in Garlemald.

    A "The Heavens' Ward survived Azys Lla, scattered to the corners of the world, and are still tempered to Thordan" AU with my Warrior of Light. Developed with several friends and deals with a lot of canon divergence even before the end of patch 3.0 content!

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    From 2021 to 2023

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    A conspiracy, a turncoat, a heist. Thirty years of history that stretch from east to west - and the three individuals who tell its story.

    A Grand Theft Auto / Persona AU series.

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    Unable to cope with the stress of working for Giorno, Abbacchio accepts Buccellati's invitation to join him in his hometown.

    Русский: https://ficbook.net/readfic/8647786
    한국어: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24193138

    (Fanart links in author's note!)

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    Gyro squints at him. "Barbecue sounds like a fake word."

    "It's not!" Johnny protests, twisting the hare over the fire. "I got no idea where it comes from, but I swear it's a real word. Barbecue is stuff you cook slow, with smoke. It's great. When this is over I'm gonna make you come back to Kentucky with me so you can have real barbecue." He pauses, then adds, "And mint juleps. I bet you'd like mint juleps."

    "Johnny, you keep saying words at me and I'm almost entirely certain they're fake," Gyro complains, starting to prepare the other hare. "What in the hell is a julep?"

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    Language, food, and other things.

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    19 Apr 2026

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    Zenos's stare is like two molten ingots; yet despite that intensity, he looks half-awake, almost drugged, his hair hanging lank and his white shirt slipping from one shoulder. It's the first time Fordola has ever seen the unobfuscated lines of his body, and it gives her a strange feeling, like seeing a lion skinned of its pelt.

    [Fordola is beckoned to Zenos's quarters for an unusual request.]

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    Guydelot chuckles, which is infuriating. Sanson feels like he should maybe be a little more polite given that he’s standing in front of a man with a seven-fulm spear, but he lets the frustration pass. “Now, now, is anything only as it appears on first glance?”

    “Yes,” he says, punctuating it with a stab at the training dummy that makes Guydelot jump. “For instance, you look like a twat, and have rightfully proven yourself to be one.”

    “O, you wound me,” mock-sobs the bard. “Twat or not, I do have a particularly volatile lead that begs investigation. And enough respect for you, my little lancer, to let you lead the way.”

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    sanson has an investigation to work on. guydelot has a lead. sanson also has a belligerent crush to work on. guydelot may also have a belligerent crush.

    events ensue.

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    “I wanted to get in, you wanted to leave, and both of us are stuck here now,” Rubin simply shrugged. “Shall we walk together?”

    By the Graces, was he bolder now? Rubin had never been the shy type — being reserved was different. He’d taken when he had wanted. [...] He had never been this bold about wanting (taking) company, but he had so far taken the Architect’s when offered.

    “Will you have me?” Peter asked.
    “You’re not any worse company than I have had.”
    “Oh, you!” Peter barked out one of his glassy laughs. “Flattery won’t get you anywhere.” [...]

    (And maybe he was lying a little, for it probably would get Rubin somewhere, if he meant it hard enough, and if Peter felt he meant it hard enough. Peter had painted him, hadn’t he? This was not always flattery — but in that moment, in these hands, between these eyes and these four walls, it had been. Maybe they were even, now.)
    They had been staring at each other. Maybe Rubin had read this thought on him as plainly as someone else did on the page.

    Men meet. They have little to tell each other that words can convey, speaketh flesh in their steads.

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