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He followed the butterflies across time and space, finding a safe Krat at the end of his journey. Yet the Clever One is unable to look beyond the trail of bodies behind him.
Lea and Romeo's demise weighing heavily on his mind, his hard-earned humanity screams at him to take action; and unable to refuse, he solicits the aid of Sophia to indulge in the most foolish (human) of desires: to forge an impossible path.
Returning once more to the past, the Clever One fights to right the wrongs of the god that visited such suffering upon them, and, hopefully, be able to watch the sun rise once more.
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31 May 2026
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The perfect beginning to replace a devastating ending.
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Kai is a Rauataian deserter and mercenary adrift without purpose. The godless godlike court augur, Lestelle Ròs Caellatori — or “Stell” as her friends call her — comes to the Living Lands filled with such a purpose at last.
Crossing paths with Kai was unexpected.
Falling in love with Kai was also unexpected, though not unwelcome.
In between, Stell stumbles along an adventure far stranger than she bargained for.
These are the stories of Kai and Stell, ranging from the silly, to the sappy, to the strange, and to the somber. It is thanks to these adventures together that Kai and Stell’s chaotic and rushed beginnings turn into a bond made stronger by their pasts; not in spite of them.
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Alastor limped forward a few steps, pausing at the sound of breaking glass from behind him. He tensed, whipping the tendril to get the dead urchin sinner off. The sinner went flying, crashing into a group of fleeing sinners and bowling them over. Most had the good sense to stay down, either dead or playing, he didn’t care. It was the ones that were still fleeing that he wanted to chase.
And then there was the screaming.
Alastor took another step forward, pausing when he really registered the sound.
Vox.
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A talk show, a parade, a diner, subjecting him to the least compelling show he had ever been forced to watch. Honestly, it was the most insipid ‘victory celebration’ Alastor could imagine. He had thought Vox would be more… bold. It was what he had come to expect from the picture box, right from the start. But instead, all he was doing was showing him off and showing off himself. Both things Alastor would have expected, but to stop there? Which brought him back to, what was holding him back?
Alastor looked back down at the fabric in his hands, and his smile inched a touch higher. Oh, he knew just how to find out.
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- Part 1 of Reprise
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A single, sharp thump against his ribs. Hard enough to feel. Hard enough that his breath hitched. He couldn’t stop watching Vox. Vox shining. Vox gloating. Vox destroying the King of Hell in front of thousands. Vox basking in triumph like it was a second skin.
The cameras zoomed in on his grin. The curve of neon light across his face, lit like desire or malice or both. Alastor’s fingers flexed against the restraints. The ropes burned. He liked it. Hated that he liked it. His smile didn’t break, but it faltered, just a flicker, a millisecond, a glitch. He felt heat coil in his gut, something foreign and unwelcome and dangerously alive.
“Damn you,” he whispered, barely audible, his radio voice cracking beneath the words.
(Alastor reconsiders his feelings? for Vox after the Vox Populi performance)Series
- Part 2 of part-time soulmate, full-time problem