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- Persona 5 (6)
- Rain World (Video Game) (2)
- Metaphor: ReFantazio (Video Game) (2)
- Persona 3 (2)
- Persona 4 (1)
Recent works
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Summary
Sumire feels the weight of a year forgotten crash onto her shoulders.
Wasn’t their deadline February third?
And -oh no- It’s April, how had she not noticed entire months passing in Maruki’s false reality? She checks her phone, and does a double take.
April 4, 2016
2016? But- wasn’t it?
No. Oh no.
“Shoot.” She hisses under her breath.
Well, Sumire thinks somewhat hysterically, it's at least an improvement over being trapped in Maruki’s reality.
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After Ren makes the wrong decision at the end of the world, Sumire Yoshizawa is thrown a year into the past, with the vague goal of making things right.This would, of course, be a significantly easier task if she had any idea what she’s supposed to do.
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Like sleep, like death, you wake again. Whether you want to or not.
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Five Pebbles’ initial projection for the progression of Rot within his can turns out to be wildly optimistic. Just twenty cycles after Seven Red Suns’ messenger arrives within his structure, the Rot reaches vital systems, and he dies.And then he wakes.
And wakes,
And wakes,
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After setbacks from every corner: from the hardware to the software to the political, Five Pebbles is finally online. The Administrators can rest, the Engineers can toil at their leisure, the Citizens can continue ignoring the new god beneath their feet, and the Iterators can get to know their newest member.
This, naturally, immediately veers sideways.
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Basilio learns three things during his trip to Virga Island:
One, that Strohl has no idea how to leave well alone. Two, that this doesn’t exempt him from definitely being a traitor to the cause. And Three, that Basilio himself also has no idea how to leave well alone.
It’s not technically treachery if you don’t act on it, yeah?
Series
- Part 2 of Camaraderie of a sort
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Basilio gives a sly grin, coasting just on the edge of mean, “You should know by now the only thing our lot deals in is power. You and your mates've impressed Lord Louis to get yerselves an in, but that doesn't mean I have to like ya.”
Well, that simply won't do. Some prim and long-thought-dead part of Strohl sniffs. “How about a show of strength, then?” He blurts.
Basilio stares, before looking properly alarmed, “What, right 'ere? In the bloody streets?”
---Brilehaven is a city that tends to forego sleep, and what better time to extend hands of dubious trust?
Series
- Part 1 of Camaraderie of a sort