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--glass and blood and screaming, someone is screaming, it fucking hurts, gods below it hurts--
--"My lovely, murderous, dirge."--
--he screamed and screamed and screamed, slammed and bashed and howled fury and fear and it hurt gods it hurt--the glass cracked beneath his skull and he bled--
--"Master what--what are you doing?!"--
--this wasn't a part of the plan, fuck--His blood burned, and his mind felt afire, but he was alive. He was alive. Against all odds he was alive--alive, sore, but alive.
With a broken mind and twisted morals, intrusive thoughts that he has barely any control over acting on, the ousted Chosen of Bhaal finds himself the leader of a ragtag band of weirdos while trying to figure just who he was before from the broken shards of his own memory.
What he does know, if anything, is that these tadpoles were a problem, and if only out of his own sense of self-preservation he would be rid of them.
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They hadn’t found an answer yet, and Layla was impatient despite the promise of the Grey being timeless in its nature. She didn’t want to have to search for an answer that might never come--so she made another suggestion. Why not just change it? Why not counter the Isu influence on the Pieces of Eden where it counted, and counter what Juno inevitably did to the Eye in the Grand Temple?
It was all the push that Desmond needed to let himself be just that bit more selfish. So selfish he chose to be, and there was one moment where the Isu’s hold on the Pieces of Eden had a profound effect--the Levantine Brotherhood. Altair Ibn-La’Ahad. Al Mualim. There was just one problem--Desmond was eight, a child, and didn’t remember dying.
Layla at least had his back, even if she was just a bit fashionably late.
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- Part 1 of The Heir, The Reader, and Clay
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“It’s yours,” Jak said softly. “Keep it…remember where you come from. At least one of us should remember….”
If Jak knew the consequences of that one, selfish choice...well, he'd probably have made the same decision either way.
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- Part 2 of Semblance
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He felt twisted sick, the air refused to stay in his lungs and his throat burned fiercely. He couldn't speak when for so long all he had were his words. He couldn't feel aside from cold familiarity that had been his life for so ages...and his name—he knew it, it was there in the tip of his tongue, on the edge of his thoughts, and yet it was gone again. Taken from him. Stolen, yet not. The Void churned within him, but it was broken. He hadn't felt like this in two years. He hadn't—this was all wrong. The Outsider was dead; he wasn't the Outsider anymore. Wasn't he?
Billie Lurk wakes up on her bed in the old Commerce Building ten days before her exile from the Whalers. She has a void eye and a void arm that only she can see, memories of events that haven't happened, powers she can't explain, and a connection to a boy who had once been an Eldritch whale deity whose name she knew but cannot speak, cannot think. Something had gone horribly wrong and the path of destiny irrevocably changed.
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Ardyn was a hundred percent Not Okay. He knew that. He accepted it. The daemons bayed at the bit of his mind and egged him on to even worse heights, and the sun burned, and he hissed in a thousand voices of people he'd long devoured in fits of death. Ardyn was Not Okay, and that was perfectly normal. He was a daemon now, after all, so it had to be normal.
At least that remained the case until Regis Lucis Caelum and the Lucis Caelum bullshit reared its ugly head. Regis decided that having daemons chatter in your head and being Not Okay was not Perfectly Normal and instead he would fix it; because Adagium was not something to be forgotten in the annals of history and his ancestry was a dickbag of epic proportions and fuck, Regis wasn't pitting a baby against a man who probably needed some deep therapy. Bahamut could suck it; Ardyn made Regis care about him now which mean the Prophecy was officially On Hold. Forever.
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Shattered & Stuck by ArchivingAce (TwinKats), TwinKats
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Undertale (Video Game)
05 Oct 2023
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The Heir, The Reader, and Clay by ArchivingAce (TwinKats)
Fandom: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types
05 Mar 2023
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Layla Hassan has a crazy idea, once she finally pings upon who the Reader really is. Taking into account human genetics and general Isu Fuckery it's an idea that just might work, crazily enough.
The results are...interesting, to say the least, but Desmond could use some actual love and care in his life even if he can't recall WHY exactly--and if it gives Layla enough of an excuse to fuck around with some Isu programming in the background all in an attempt to stop one crazy fool from burning on a pyre not of his design? More power to them. It's the Isu's own fault after all--they made Layla and Desmond into this. They Named them--and Names, well, Names can have some pretty powerful connotations.
The Reader of the Calculations, a man who perpetually burns in the power of the Sun, simultaneously stuck in 2012 and dead at the same time. Schrödinger's Sacrifice.
The Heir of Memories, a woman who has more people in her brain that she realizes, who lacks any significant Isu blood, and yet still retains her sense of self so STRONGLY despite outside influences. Alone in a crowd, the Unexpected Sacrifice.
Then there was Clay. Clay was honestly a surprise.
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Time was once a circle, and now it is a spiral. One act of selfish hope has changed the world at large. How far will the spiral go, and will things even remotely look the same in the end?
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Interconnected and non-interconnected one-shots set in the Jak & Daxter universe, canon divergent universes, and more.
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