essence || Sylus | Qin Che

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The N109 Zone is a No-Hunt-Zone. A place that is supposed to be filled with fluctuations and wanderers. Yet, the reason for its name weren’t the wandering abnormalities, but the factions, filled with desire to spread their power, and because of the difficulty entering it in the first place.

You remember how you got yourself into this place in the first place. But now, you don’t need to resort to such actions anymore. Not with Sylus, who will always have your back. Sylus who has not contacted you in some time, leaving you worried and tense, waiting for any sign of life. Until you couldn’t stand staring at your phone anymore. You had to look for him yourself if he didn’t answer your messages. There must be something wrong, right?

overture || Caleb | Xia Yizhou

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Memories tend to be vague, no matter how much you try to conjure them with clarity, even if the feelings knitted through them will always stay the same. Yet, every memory you share with Caleb is as vivid as your current present might be; the view upon them as if you have just gazed at them for the very first time. Everything about him is indubitably carved into the depths of your brain. This is what you’re used to, what living around him has led you to do, out of sheer desire and yearning, with no other place to pour these feelings into but to repeat everything over and over and over and over again. And to appreciate and admire every single second, every single aspect he has given you. There was simply nothing else to do, and you have accepted this, accepted that all you can do is watch him, always at a distance, in body, in mind, in heart.

This is but a part of your life, part of you, without a doubt, you cannot be whole without him by your side, without his presence in your life. His very being has imprinted on you, has carved a space into your soul where nothing else could ever dare to fill it, to fulfill its calling like Caleb might be able to.

summer-soaked || Phainon

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Summer vacation is all about ignoring your responsibilities and doing nothing of substance at all. Thus, you didn’t really have anything planned out at all, rather you intended to let the time flow by while simply doing whatever you want at the moment. That included mainly reading your stories lazing around in your room. If only you knew that someone else had completely different plans for the summer. 

The water droplets still cling to your skin when the bell rings. The mere sound makes you stop in your tracks, because you were not expecting any guests, your family not home, and you certainly didn’t invite anyone, at least not that you know of. Still, it might be an emergency or something, so you walk towards the door and open it the tiniest bit. Only to be practically blinded by the unexpected visitor. 

HIIIII, please have your age in your bio byf! i will block u otherwise <3

sunkissed || Phainon

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They tell you, do not directly look into the sun. Do not look directly into its radiance as its sheer splendor might end up hurting you, will end up hurting you. As a little kid, you didn’t quite understand why. Why would the sun bring you pain? Surely, it only wants to bring you warmth and light, surely it doesn’t truly mean you or anyone else any harm. Yet, despite scepticism, you listened and never dared to point your gaze directly onto the sun, simply enjoying its gifts from afar as one should, never close enough to feel more than its presence, never close enough to feel its touch, its kiss on your skin.

And you continue to listen to this piece of advice throughout your life. Never look directly into the sun. That’s what you follow, and that’s what you’re still doing as you avoid looking at the person standing in front of you. 

Phainon Khaslana. 

sunkissed || Phainon

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They tell you, do not directly look into the sun. Do not look directly into its radiance as its sheer splendor might end up hurting you, will end up hurting you. As a little kid, you didn’t quite understand why. Why would the sun bring you pain? Surely, it only wants to bring you warmth and light, surely it doesn’t truly mean you or anyone else any harm. Yet, despite scepticism, you listened and never dared to point your gaze directly onto the sun, simply enjoying its gifts from afar as one should, never close enough to feel more than its presence, never close enough to feel its touch, its kiss on your skin.

And you continue to listen to this piece of advice throughout your life. Never look directly into the sun. That’s what you follow, and that’s what you’re still doing as you avoid looking at the person standing in front of you. 

Phainon Khaslana. 

“in every universe?”

“in every universe.”

cw: semi-graphic depictions of violence, death, suggestive content. reader is gn + bites back. intentional shift from past -> present tense marked by divider. wc: 1223. a/n: an attempt at writing action (a thinly-veiled excuse to write my beloathed bastard).

A single, moonless night of carnage—that’s all it takes for the usurper to seize control of the royal palace and slaughter its inhabitants.

(You heard it uttered frantically until dawn, over and over with crescendoing fear—a death knell:

Tartaglia. Tartaglia. Tartaglia.

Tartaglia. Tartaglia. Tartaglia.

Tartaglia. Tartaglia. Tartaglia.

His name conjured an image in your mind: a hulking figure with a gnarled face and bludgeons for hands; a man who is more beast than human—who listens to no reason but his own, who rapes and pillages until all that he wants is crushed in his grimy fists.

You’ve had the misfortune of meeting many such brutes.)

there was a poll on this a while back i think but i can't find it so:

(1) yes, i imagine the reader as myself, sharing most if not all of my traits. the reader character is meant to be a stand in for me personally, allowing for a few key differences to ground them in the narrative, e.g. a different job, super powers, or some physical characteristics that match the universe of the source material.

(2) somewhat, i imagine the reader as a rough character template. i do not actively imagine this character as myself, but rather a stand-in or placeholder relatable everyman(gn), with distinct (but largely universally relatable) character traits displayed mostly only as needed to engage with the plot.

(3) no, i imagine the reader as their own character in the narrative. i do not actively imagine this character as myself, nor as a relatable template. this is their own character within the narrative with a distinct personality and appearance and i am using second person POV as a perspective only.