6 Works in Kobo Kanaeru & Regis Altare
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In the eyes of Altare Regis, Aquaterrae Elysia is a world thrice condemned: first by the Ancient Ones and their fearsome Corruption Beasts who rampage sea and shore, second by the near-unceasing rains borne from the absence of her mighty Rain Shaman, and third - by the broken survivors of the catastrophes - Pretenders - who pick up the pieces of the Old World, both above and beneath the risen oceans, that they once called home.
Altare, once a prince of a now forgotten kingdom of Terrae - and the brother of the lost Shaman, now leads the remnants of the old Guild TEMPUS and travels as Atlantean mercenaries - Foederati - of the fractured Atlantean Empire that took them in during the great Fall. Together, they scour the Old World for technology and data, fight the opportunistic Pretenders, purge the Corruption Beasts, trade on the mighty floating (and submersible) cities called Nailships and search for the Black Manta - a record of shrouded truth about a pact written in blood and ichor by an elusive Archivist.
And so, with the whirr of rainpunk engines, the hum of a plasma gunblade and the crackle of Blightstorm thunder, Altare's search for the Black Mantra and the Archivist begins!
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- Part 5 of Alter Series
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A Daily Tempus Within a Guild by Dr_Fanatic
Fandoms: Virtual Streamer Animated Characters, Hololive, Holostars
18 Aug 2023
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The guild leader smiled fondly at these and the other treasures here his team had collected. He would have liked to have put them out around the house more, but the others insisted he keep these, since many came from when he worked alone. They all were incredibly impressed by his strength of body and will, not to mention his skills with his gun saber and water magic. They said he deserved to flaunt a little bit, especially with how much of the stuff he sold to fund their projects... and house repairs.
Still, while he did sometimes wish they were more careful about not damaging their home, he was glad to be living with his fellow members. Whatever they had to say about his own skills, they had also gotten him out of some tough scrapes. Truthfully, he had been worried about being able to lead them when he founded this guild. For all his dreams of being a hero, and prior experience leading people, he was not sure he would be able to accommodate the eccentric group of people he had managed to find.
But somehow, he had managed so far... and he was proud of how far all of them had come.
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- Part 40 of Hololive and Friends Unity
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“Hey kids,” calls death, the scent of smoke and incense hanging stale in the air. It’s obvious why she’s arrived here – they were never going to last long huddled out here in the snow. Not like this. The little one is inside a bucket, of all things. “What are you doing out here?”
The older child smiles at her, green eyes like gentle fields even as he stares into the face of the reaper. Wiser than his years suggest, he doesn’t seem at all surprised to see her. “Waiting for you. What else?”
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Ice Cream by Revitalized
Fandoms: Hololive (Virtual Streamers), Virtual Streamer Animated Characters
12 Sep 2022
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Kobo and Regis is Fighting.
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My Annoying Little Big Sister Is The Pontifex Maximus!? by Elias_Pedro
Fandoms: Virtual Streamer Animated Characters, Holostars, Hololive
11 Sep 2022
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It is the age of the Roman Republic. Altare Regis, the newly minted Praetor of Rome is tasked to lead Legio V - Stella Elysium to do battle with the Doubter tribes. But before all that, he must visit the newly appointed Pontifex Maximus, which to his dismay, just so happens to be his small, big sister Kobo Kanaeru. Things quickly get out of hand!
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“Don’t forget about me, Ragus,” Kobo says, poking him with the point of her umbrella. Poke, poke, poke, poke. “When you go on your adventures, don’t forget me, okay? Promise. Promise you’ll visit me. Promise you’ll play with me again.”
“Only if I can find you, little raindrop.” Altare laughs, batting the umbrella away as it starts to poke him more aggressively. “You’re so short that the wind might blow you away.”