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    In the aftermath, a thousand and one deaths flash before his eyes, and Ares feels them all. Every sword. Every spear. Every knife.

    Over and over again, he breathes his last breath, sometimes at the hands of another soldier and sometimes at the hands of himself. He stares at his own face, caked in blood and viscera, and hates himself for loving it.

    War is his vice of choice. It is his lover. His best friend. His worst enemy. He hates to love it, but no matter how he tries, he can’t seem to escape its clutches.

    He’s not quite sure if he really wants to.

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    It’s ironic, isn’t it? Ares hates all of Poseidon’s children with a vengeful fury, and yet, in this new world of Christianity and Capitalism, Perseus Fucking Jackson is the closest thing he has to a priest.

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    “I always wondered, if this wasn’t just how it was meant to end.”

    “A grim belief.”

    “You telling me there’s something other than human weapons State Alchemists were meant to be?”

    “No. It’s just grim.”

    Transcript of conversation between Warrant Officer Jefferson Buvernes and Second Lieutenant Donnuv Fel. Filed May 7 (1908).

     

    Or: War doesn't abide by Equivalent Exchange

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    It’s 2 PM on a Tuesday and Jin Zixuan is curled up in the corner of a dingy basement laundry room, tears in his eyes as he struggles to understand why the universe—and this washing machine in particular—hates him.

    And then the door squeaks open, and Zixuan’s only reaction is to stuff his face into his stupid quarter-zip like a cashmere fleece turtle.
    “Is someone in here, or is the laundry room haunted again?” A man’s voice calls, and it’s almost jarring how friendly it is.

    “Again?” Zixuan hiccups.

    Footsteps on the tile, and then there’s a man frowning down at him with open concern. “Aw, bud. Are you crying? Me too sometimes.” And he pops a squat, right there in front of the sad turtle man, and Zixuan gets a close up of the riot of tattoos on his arms and peeking through the gaping rips in his jeans. “I’m Wei Ying.”

     

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    In which Jin Zixuan gets cut off and is quickly adopted by a pair of heavily-tattooed magpies who teach him how to do things like do laundry, ride the bus, and take control of his own stupid life.

    An ode to friendship and emotional support dipshits.

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    12 Apr 2025

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    “We rest in the shade of trees our ancestors planted.”

     

    They called the man in the ice Yiling Laozu, after a folk hero associated with the town in the foothills of the mountains where he was found.

    No one expected him to be alive!

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    12 Feb 2025

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