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WARNINGS! THIS STORY CONTAINS... fluff + lilia脳fem reader + chapter 7 TWST spoilers
A/N: Merely a short march before we start walking to our destination again. I hope you enjoy it. I apologise for the slow updates.
Fate's Redemption: A Love Reborn
(part 0.5, side story)
In the symphony of life, love echoes and reverberates endlessly, intertwining souls across time. Every gesture, every sacrifice, echoes through eternity, shaping destinies. And in the cycle of rebirth, love's refrain returns, reminding us that its melody endures, transcending even lifetimes. Truly, eternal echoes of love.
I wonder how that soldier gets into trouble all the time.
Transferred into my unit as a rising newbie, yet she's just so... so clumsy!
How is it she flips a switch every time we get into battle?!
Hah, if only she could be as good as she is in battle as she usually is...
But even in battle, she's still so goddamn clumsy! How can someone fall over a rock so effortlessly and almost get killed by the enemy?!?!
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Human soldiers again. Truly, an easy fight without the "Dawn Knight" among their ranks... Just a slice and die.
"Ek!"
A high pitched scream. Ah, I know who that is... That troublesome girl...
"I don't care anymore, as long as I can kill one of you brutis-" The human's voice sounds crazed. Must not be right in the head anymore, but who wouldn't be?
Filthy human. Trying to slice off the head of my fae brethren. But still, it's always such a pain to clean up after her all the time...
Plop.
The human's head fell onto the ground.
Hm... I inspect how the soldier fell on her ass. It looks like she was walking backwards and slipped...
I look around. I don't think there's anything to be tripped over on...
I look around her.
Oh.
She tripped...
Tripped... on a rock..!
Pfffttt! I couldn't help but chuckle slightly. Of all things, a literal rock?! I would have understood if the human tripped her, but the situational evidence says otherwise.
"I-I'm so sorry, general!"
She immediately stood up, bowed, and dashed away. That girl... Sigh. Even if she is clumsy, I cannot undermine her fighting prowess. Unscathed from any sword injuries, and she is on par with Baul, if we disregard her... flaws.
.
Soon after the 3rd time I rescued her, she started confessing her love to me.
How funny.
I thought it was a joke at first, but she kept doing it again, and again, and again, and again.
I started to think she was becoming a bit out in the head. But in battle, she still seemed perfectly fine...
How strange.
.
Though, she is on the same wavelength as Baul, and gets along with him often. It's just a talk between soldiers. I know that. But sometimes, I would feel a slight ache in my chest while watching them talk so happily.
I got it checked by the healers, but there seems to be no abnormalities in my body...
Should be nothing, then.
A/N: dear souls, stay tuned for part 2! I'm currently writing it at the moment, but I hope you'll find it worth the wait. Thank you for reading if you read.
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the-dark-parade 2 months
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Dear marshal,
Could I have... REINCARNATION AU!!!
Let's say that reader (female) used to be a soldier under lilia
AND while working under him, she fell in love
So she confessed to him. EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. (annoying.)
But one day, it looks like he's going to get hurt fatally, and she takes the but instead. (how stupid.)
And she dies. But she doesn't regret it. And gets reincarnated!
(I wanna see him pining for her the same way she does for him!!!!)
WARNINGS! THIS STORY CONTAINS... angst + fluff + lilia脳fem reader
A/N: Thank you for your request, @something1032727 I hope my work pleases you. This is my first work after all. If you are not comfortable with this, feel free to leave. If you would like a version with male reader instead, please request it. Likes, comments and reblogs are very much appreciated.
Now, the parade starts with it's first destination...
Fate's Redemption: A Love Reborn
(part 1)
In the symphony of life, love echoes and reverberates endlessly, intertwining souls across time. Every gesture, every sacrifice, echoes through eternity, shaping destinies. And in the cycle of rebirth, love's refrain returns, reminding us that its melody endures, transcending even lifetimes. Truly, eternal echoes of love.
"Please go out with me!" You say as always, with such vigour, with such annoyingness, as always. Love-struck eyes stare into mine, seemingly going into my soul, hoping for a chance. It's like her eyes turn into hearts whenever I'm here.
How stupid. One of my best soldiers in the army, and she's so head-over-heels for me. Save her clumsy ass a few times, and she magically falls in love with you.
How naive.
I reject you once again, for what seems like the 1000th time or more, but you still don't give up. Your stubbornness is one of your worst yet best trait about you.
You eat my food with a smile even though my other soldiers avoid it like the plague. I suppose you do have good taste after all.
You cook for me, feed my ego, help me with my work, and so much more.
I wonder if you're just in it for fun. Perhaps you just want my title if we actually win the war. But I brush the thoughts off when I see your sincerity.
You ask again, and again, and again.
Why are you so insistent?
Why do you even bother?
Why do you like me so much?
This little crush of yours should be over by now. I have not treated you very nicely. I have not treated you any different from the rest. There is nothing between us. Why can't you understand that I'm just not interested?!
At least that was what I would like to say. If my heart didn't stop beating so hard around you. If your smile, your stupid, stupid confessions, that used to not bother me at all, now haunts me in my sleep every night!
What's wrong with me..?
Am I truly... falling in love..?
.
.
.
Well, that's what I wanted to ask.
How stupid. How fucking fucking fucking stupid!
How irritable can you be?
How much do you want me to cry over you?!
Is it too late to say I regret not accepting your confession all those years ago, if now you're dead..?
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"General, watch out..!" You say, as you use your body to shield me from an arrow that I never even noticed was coming after me. Pushing me to the side.
"...you're dying. How stupid. Why did you take that arrow for me?" I pick you up, just running to base. Stupid human devices..! I can't cast my teleportation magic! There's no time, there's no time! You stupid fae...
"cause... *cough*, I love you." You say weakly, softly, coughing out blood in my arms. You even wink! You infuriate me so bad!
"Shut up! Don't you dare die on me!" I ran as fast as I could. Don't die. Don't die. Don't die! You made my life brighter, and now you want me to go back to how it was?!
You made me fall in love with you!
.
Fuck. Before we even reached, I could feel your heart stop beating. Your body is becoming cold. No, no, no! It can't end like this. It can't!
Is this what it feels to have your whole world crash upon you?
My heart feels heavy. My cheek feels wet. I feel like causing a massacre. My chest feels tight. It's a bit hard to breathe. I feel a chill go up my back.
But why..?
Death is normal in war. Death is a daily occurrence in war. Death happens in every fight, in every week.
So why?
Why does death, which was so normal for soldiers on the battlefield like me, make me feel this way?
Amidst my thoughts, I managed to bring you back to base. But it wasn't really you. Just a cold, soulless empty vessel of you.
This is just too cruel.
You should not have ended up this way, you still had so much to live for, and just when I was actually going to accept your confession you go and die on me?!
We... Could have been happy together.
If only... If only I wasn't so stubborn, denying my feelings for you.
If only you weren't so insistent on going out with me.
If only...
If only...
If only you didn't take that hit in my stead, could that have happened..?
Ah, but it's too late to regret it now, huh?
.
That night, it was said that wailings could be heard from inside the General's tent.
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Years have passed, and the numbers signalling each year are not the only changes that happened in my life.
I have gotten wiser and older. Now I know what I felt for you in those days.
Love is the word for my overwhelming feelings for you.
I visit your grave from time to time. It mostly ends up in tears, despite how many years have passed.
I used to call you pathetic for being so love-driven. I guess now I'm the pathetic one. How my past words bite me in the gyatt, just like the youngsters say!
I entered school. I can't believe I still have that invitation letter from NRC from all those years ago!
I have gotten over you.
At least that would be what I would like to say, but when I saw you again, it was like my old heart started beating again.
"(y/n),"
The dark mirror said, and my eyes shot to the person in question. Could it truly be..?
Those eyes. Those mannerisms. Everything about you... I could never mistake you for anyone else. It's you.
"Thou shall be sorted into..."
Diasomnia. I hope she'll be sorted in the same dorm as me. But even so, I'll win her heart again even if she's not.
"Savannahclaw!"
I feel like sighing... We could have been dormmates! But, oh well!
Khehehe. This general makes a mission to himself, to make you fall in love with him as deeply and as hopelessly as you did all those years ago. And this general isn't one to fail a mission.
Get ready, my love.
A/N: dear souls, stay tuned for part 2! Thank you for reading if you read.
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the-dark-parade 2 months
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Dear pitiful souls, join me, in my forever parade...
Welcome! I will be your marshal if you wish to join, so take my hand, and we shall begin our eternal march! Let us bring joy to the people of this world!
You may call me "marshal", or "leader". Whatever you wish!
Is it a request you want to make? The pace, speed, and events that I'll agree to will depend entirely on me though!
But at the moment,
Ask away, requests are open!
There isn't any limit to how many requests you may ask, and there is no limit to what you may ask.
If you wish to be anonymous, just ask and I will carry out our request and not state your name.
I only write for
Twisted Wonderland
But do not rush me, as I too get tired, and may stop the parade.
Thank you for reading, and I hope you join my parade.
Yours Sincerely, Marshal.
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