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“They’re not paying me anything.”
Punz almost never did anything without the promise of monetary rewards.
“Money is irrelevant right now. I’m not being rewarded or penalized regardless of what happens.” Punz’s voice was collected, and cold in the emotionless drawl Dream had long gotten used to. The mercenary wasn’t someone to wear his heart on his sleeves, and even at the height of their partnership, Dream had rarely known what the other was thinking.
The crease of his brow was wrinkled slightly, but there was almost nothing readable. An impenetrable wall that Dream himself could not crack. That he couldn’t read. Dream had never been able to hold the same emotionless resolve, he’d needed a physical mask for that.
Maybe Punz had always been colder than him.
Maybe the mercenary had achieved what Dream had long since failed to. No attachments, no cares. Nothing.
Or, the au where Punz genuinely betrayed Dream in the attachment room and they're both left to pick up the pieces of Pandora's Vault.
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09 Dec 2024
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Hell was a manifestation of pure Evil born of the moment that Eve bit into the Fruit of Knowledge. An ugly tear in the perfection that had been made by Purity and Goodness. Everyone knew this as absolute fact, from the holiest of Seraphim to the lowliest imp.
Everyone was wrong.
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07 Dec 2024
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[Post-Canon] Himekawa Taiki knew he should stay away. But if everyone who thought of her as precious kept her at arm's length to protect her, then, in the end, Arima Kana would be left alone. Again.
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07 Dec 2024
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When There's Nothing Left by blackflowertea
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
04 Dec 2024
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People would find out immediately, he realised. And oh, if they found out what he did, how Liu Qingge lived only because of him, they would laud him for it - then they would keep him in a cocoon for the rest of his short life. He wouldn’t be able to ascend with the others anymore, wouldn’t be able to go on missions or use Xiu Ya any better than a mortal could.
He could no longer practice inedia, or hell, even keep up with his disciples who already had half-formed golden cores. Who would listen to him now, who would respect him now? What good was a strategist who couldn’t keep up with the men he ordered around? What good was a teacher who couldn’t demonstrate anything he taught to his students?
What good was a cultivator who couldn’t fucking cultivate?
Shen Qingqiu manages to save Liu Qingge's life in the Lingxi Caves at the expense of his own cultivation and immortality. Now condemned to a short, brutish life as a mortal again, Shen Jiu chooses to leave it all behind and eke out a small living while he can, aware that death could be at his door any day now.
After all, what else does he have to live for?
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