You're trapped in here with Claude, staring at your reflections across an endless sea of mirrors when the scene begins to shift and change.
—You don't really have anywhere that you think of as a home, but that doesn't mean you're not attached to Derdriu, the city where you currently reside. You'd had to hurry away from a campaign back to the city to ward off a small, naval assault, and the victory is refreshing.
Like this, with both Nader and Judith beside you—your mentors from two different parts of your life—warming up to one another and bantering, you feel a comfort and belonging that has escaped you your entire life.
NOTE—For context, Almyra and Fódlan are two neighbouring countries that have been at war for decades, and there's substantial discrimination between them. Derdriu is a city within Fódlan. ]
[Kaworu watches the conversation, eyes flitting between everyone in the conversation, but always being drawn back to Claude. A prince? Well, he supposes he can see it. Claude is gentle in his manor and seems fit to wield power. But still, he knows the weight of carrying secrets.]
Because my purpose was to bring about the end of humanity's reign on earth. I rejected that purpose and my creators would have punished me cruelly for it. So I asked him to spare me that fate.
Dying without completing my mission was the ultimate betrayal. And they have controlled the entire world behind the scenes for a century. There was no place for me to escape.
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week 3, tuesday
You're trapped in here with Claude, staring at your reflections across an endless sea of mirrors when the scene begins to shift and change.
—You don't really have anywhere that you think of as a home, but that doesn't mean you're not attached to Derdriu, the city where you currently reside. You'd had to hurry away from a campaign back to the city to ward off a small, naval assault, and the victory is refreshing.
Like this, with both Nader and Judith beside you—your mentors from two different parts of your life—warming up to one another and bantering, you feel a comfort and belonging that has escaped you your entire life.
Ever since your migration from Almyra into Fódlan, you've kept your ancestry a secret. But maybe it's time to share a little of the truth.
NOTE—For context, Almyra and Fódlan are two neighbouring countries that have been at war for decades, and there's substantial discrimination between them. Derdriu is a city within Fódlan. ]
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Was it difficult? Hiding who you were, I mean.
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[ The answer is easy, even with his attention focused on the memory. He seems a little sad. ]
I've had to hide parts of myself all my life. This was just another secret.
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[He tilts his head.]
Your enemies included your brother?
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That's what it's like when you're competing for the throne.
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Did you end up sitting on the throne?
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[ He crossed over the border...
also brigit i still want a memory ]
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[OKAY IM SORRY.
He can't imagine siblings or thrones... The mirrors start to shift to show his own memories. Welcome to the toxic yaoi Claude.]
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Why do you like that guy so much anyway?
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[Right on the money, Claude. Right on the money.]
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[ he shakes his head ]
Sometimes you feel a certain way, and you can't explain or understand it.
So you plan to fight him, despite how you feel?
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I asked him to kill me and end the fight.
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[ Oh no. His shoulders slump a little. ]
Why?
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[HE'S NOT BOTHERED...]
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Could you have betrayed them?
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What do you plan to do after this?
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Even now?