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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    “Maybe I could help you,” he eventually offers, tempting as always. It must be the demon part of him. The charisma. “Like you did with me. But maybe with a little less murder.”

    Flayon has always known that he was never built to be like other people. Most of the time that was a privilege and an honour since it meant that his creator cared enough about him (about science, not him, but aren't they the same thing?) to hammer in some long-lasting code. He existed for a good reason. He lived as good of a life as he could.

    But occasionally– recently, with all these weird feelings that Hakka’s presence seemed to unlock inside him, as he watches the world he’s always known (known, not seen ) with glassy eyes he feels a little empty, too creaky and old yet too young and naive all at once. There are so many things he has never, and will never, get to do. It is simply his fate.

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    or: Hakka wakes up in the body of a demon and goes to the only person willing to hear him out, or at least, that's what he's been saying. Flayon just wants to send him home so he can go back to work.

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    04 May 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 29

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    The dark, cavernous chasm rapidly grows in size, like a hungry, terrible mouth swallowing the rocks and the corruption beast and-

    “Jurard!”

    -he’s gone, the ground swallows him up. Where the young prince just was is now nothing, only rubble and a sinkhole that eats away at what’s left of any stable ground in the basin.

    He doesn’t think.

    He jumps.

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    29 Jul 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 4

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    Fighting him is intoxicating, every blow like shrapnel stinging against his skin. He’s relentless as a storm — just as destructive, just as fierce.

    Where King Regis strikes, it hits cold, cold, cold.

    And yet Prince Syrios burns.

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    24 Jul 2024

  4. Rec 2

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    goldbullet and crimzon ruze discover the 4th of july. 💥🦅🙏🇺🇸🎇🍔

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    24 Jul 2024

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    hard shit

  5. Rec 19

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    The memory now tastes bitter on his tongue, all chewed up and rotten, yet Ruze continues to let it sit in the back of his throat like an ache. After all, he doesn't have the heart to burrow it out until he bleeds.

    But it's okay.

    He was young, he was naive, but he won't make the same old mistake again.

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    01 Feb 2024