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Without his heart, his comprehension of emotion had dwindled significantly; gone was the kind, ever-understanding Empereyan Miquella, and left in his wake was a literal shell of his former self. “St Trina is going to help us. She asked me to save you, and I’m not one to go back on my word.”
Or, the newly ascended Miquella and Tarnished descend into the depths of the Stone Coffin Fissure to find Miquella's abandoned heart, St. Trina.
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02 Jul 2026
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"My brother will keep his promise. He possesses the wisdom, the allure, of a god - he is the most fearsome Empyrean of all."
A once-Tarnished sits upon her earned throne, seeking an Age of Order.
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02 Jul 2026
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Discarded into a garbage truck after the events of Chapter 5, Flowery's life can't possibly get any worse. He's beaten, battered, and on the verge of death. It'd take a miracle for things to get better...
On one windy Monday morning, a few miles out from Hometown, lies a relatively newly bought cottage–YOUR cottage. Life has been somewhat dull, but one gust of wind will bring someone very, very interesting right to your doorstep.Or, after caring for a Flowery as a flower, you both fall into a Dark World.
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01 Jul 2026
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I was really struggling to find a context for the fanfic… Should the reader be a florist? MaybeEEee… and then I was like... you know what? Fuck it.
THE READER WILL BE A FUCKING FLOWER. I WANT TO BE A FUCKING FLOWER. I AM A FUCKING FLOWER. WATCH MY PETALS BLOOM.
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My dear flower…
Fate planted us in the same little pot,
our roots entwined so deeply
that neither of us could ever be lifted
without taking the other along.
Every petal you grow,
every breath of spring you welcome,
every drop of rain you drink...
It was always meant to be with me.
No matter how the seasons change,
no matter where the wind longs to carry your petals…
our roots will always find each other.
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01 Jul 2026
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Sir Ansbach´s words kept replaying in your mind, as if they were carved into it.
“Miquella the Kind... is a monster. Pure and radiant, he wields love to shrive clean the hearts of men. There is nothing more terrifying".
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01 Jul 2026