Gennykins

Summary: It's when the sun fades, that the clouds are at their lowest. Daemon finds Alaude, days before what would be his death, at his weakest. No pairings, Alaude/Knuckle friendship. Character death. Disclaimer: KHR is not mine. I recommend you listen to Reminiscent by Yiruma whilst reading this. Thanks for reading. ---- What had he done to deserve this? What could the good man have done? He was holy, he was good. He was a priest, he was a friend. He had done nothing wrong, except that one… unfortunate event in the ring. He had done nothing wrong, was what kept running through Alaude's head. He was told the news a few hours ago

Summary: It's when the sun fades, that the clouds are at their lowest. Daemon finds Alaude, days before what would be his death, at his weakest. No pairings, Alaude/Knuckle friendship. Character death. Disclaimer: KHR is not mine. I recommend you listen to Reminiscent by Yiruma whilst reading this. Thanks for reading. ---- What had he done to deserve this? What could the good man have done? He was holy, he was good. He was a priest, he was a friend. He had done nothing wrong, except that one… unfortunate event in the ring. He had done nothing wrong, was what kept running through Alaude's head. He was told the news a few hours ago

Summary: A horse and skylark. Two worlds, two fates. Both, equally tragic. Cav1st/Ala, character death. At the beginning, Alaude hated him. To be fair, he still hated him. But, it was different back then. They had just met- Alaude, at the age of 26, him, older. At that moment, Alaude hated him. He despised him, with his sickening smile and dark hair. He was too happy, too… too much like those other herbivores. His attitude was horrible, and all in all, distasteful. Yes, Alaude hated Cavallone Primo right from the start. That feeling had never changed down the line. Alaude had always hated him. It was an unexplained, inconvenient ha

He didn't think it would come to this. If he had to regret one thing in his life, it would be this. Character death. Volke was always prepared. He was efficient, he was scary. He was dangerous. He was ruthless and terrifying and probably the thing in people's nightmares. But if there was one thing he didn't want to be, it was a traitor. But here he was. When he had first gotten this mission, he almost refused. His face was passive, but his insides were in turmoil. Bastian trusted him. Ike, Queen Crimea… they trusted him. But there would be no chance for him once the deed was done. However, the fireman had only ever turned down one job

Counterpart to Complicated. Volke and Bastian are taken to fight Ashera. A fatality occurs. Character death. Hints of Volke/Bastian. In all honesty, he should have expected this. He and Bastian were two of the strongest. In fact, he would have been surprised if he weren't picked. And because of that, they'd be in some rough fights. The two were paired together- their coordination was excellent, on par with Ike and Soren. But whilst Ike was sturdy… Volke was not. Now, Volke was an extremely capable fighter when it came to physical fighting. Barely anything could touch him. But magic was his weak spot. Of course, he could take out any ma

Volke knew that everyone would die around him- for one reason or another. He really shouldn't have been this affected. Hints of Volke/Bastian, character death. Little bit of headcanon. Bastian was a human. As much as Volke disliked it, he himself was a branded. He could tell- the girl, Micaiah, was older than she seemed. It was the same as him. He had looked the same for quite some time. In three years, only his hair had grown. Now, several decades later, Volke looked old, yes, but more so in his fifties. The assassin was far older, and Bastian knew it. After all, the extravagant man made sure to secretly celebrate the brunet's birthday eve

What have we gotten into? That was what I questioned myself. Even within the confines of Sagi's heart, I shared the same emotions as him. Shock, surprise and even a hint of fear. Yet, of course, there were my own emotions as well. Disgust, shame, regret. Verus was a fool. He listened to Wiseman and paid thoroughly for it. ... And yet, I can't help but feel it was my own fault. We failed to defeat Wiseman, and now Sagi's paying for it... I was snapped out of my thoughts when the Verus-Wiseman morph shot a blast of dark energy at Milly. Sagi and I called out in unison. Our friend... And, to our horror, the same happened to Sagi's- our- childh