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Masks are easy to hide behind...Until they crumble and fall
Can Drifter Learn how to live as more than an empty shell? or will the void consume him.
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- Part 2 of Clockwork heart
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Decapitation. The total separation of the head from the body, typically by some sort of blade. You remain conscious for 2-3 seconds only able to feel your head against the ground and the blood it's soaking in. 87,749 times, his preferred method.
Drifter's brief contemplation between deaths.
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- Part 1 of The War Against Indifference
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What if Hayden Tenno was the Drifter?
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Never, in all his Spirals, had the Drifter ever found Humor. Maybe the Orokin author of his favorite "Tales of Duviri" storybook simply didn't appreciate the art of a good joke. Maybe he was, as Teshin often said with that wry smile, merely a sarcastic little shit.
For the first time in centuries, he smiled so broadly his cheeks hurt.
Maybe some of Mathila's mad happiness was rubbing off on him after all, because despite dying day after day in futile attempts to leave, now that he finally could, he wanted to stay and make his make-believe kingdom a better place.
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Assorted one-shots/snippets based on the prompts for Tennotober 2023.
(Also spoilers for mainline quest content up to the Duviri Paradox!)Series
- Part 1 of L'appel du vide
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Dominus Thrax grows bored, and so he commissions one of Duviri's long lost artisans to create a new pawn for which to play his games...
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“You’re thinking about it again…?” She looks at him. Fuck, he has seen her through thick and thin, but the bags under her eyes are mattresses.
“Dad, I can’t… I can’t shake it off. It’s killing me, more than Thrax’ soldiers, more than the Sentients…” He puts his finger on her mouth, silencing her.
“Sleep now. Lay your head on my lap, and sleep.”
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CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE DUVIRI PARADOX
More recently he had been pulled into Duviri as he slept with increasing, worrying frequency; Spirals growing tighter, faster, more intense. Before, he could quiet the swirling emotions and spend the rest of his sleep wandering the twisting pasture in peace. Now, he’d just barely come off the heels of one breakdown before being caught in the build of another.
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- Part 1 of Meditations on Suffering