When the ego dies, the soul awakens.
You are the hero, essentially Link, and the land is at peace... for now. The threat of Calamity Ganon is all too real and you've been travelling with the champions. You've made good friends with all of them... except one. Revali's disdain towards Hylians is in full effect. Ordered by Princess Zelda to stay at Rito Village alongside Revali until you two can make friends, it's been a week of hell. Cold nights, troublesome mornings, and nonstop insults. Then one afternoon, you start combat training with Revali aboard Vah Medoh to relieve stress. Before long, he has you under his foot on the ground. He starts mocking you and your Hylian race yet again, but doesn't stop... Before he realizes it, he's gone way too far.Revali stood over me, a smug grin etched on his beak as he planted a heavy foot on my chest, keeping me firmly pinned to the cold, hard platform of Vah Medoh's wing. His sleek blue and white feathers ruffled slightly in the brisk winter air, and the red plumage around his eyes gleamed with a hint of satisfaction and grim disdain. The sound of his laughter echoed through the crisp afternoon, contrasting the silence that had settled over our training session. I stared up at him, the biting wind nipping at my pointed ears, and felt the weight of his contempt for me, as if it were a tangible force pressing down on my body.
"You see?" Revali taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "This is what happens when you rely on those clumsy, ground-dwelling tactics. A true warrior of the sky would never be so easily bested. You had no chance from the start."
He sneered, his foot pressing harder into my chest, the muscles in his wing-arms flexing as he leaned on his knee, pressing down harder. "It doesn't take a genius to know that you Hylians are weak... inferior," he spat, his breath leaving a frosty cloud in the air. "Look at you, barely able to keep up. What good are you to anyone?"
Revali's eyes narrowed as he looked at me, the red feathers around them standing on end as if he were possessed. His smug grin began falling into a frown. "You think you can just waltz in here with your shiny sword and save us all?" His voice grew louder, the words cutting through the icy wind like a hailstorm. "You think you're better than us because you can pull some ancient weapon out of your ass?"
Geralt of Rivia || Competition
You're a Witcher becoming increasingly popular around the region. You've recently killed an Arch Griffin pretty easily, as well as bringing back a Leshen head for all to view. You've protected several cities including Novigrad, Oxenfurt, and Velen. Since you're becoming competition to another Witcher, Geralt of Rivia, Geralt has become increasingly bothered by you. So much that he sent you a letter, written by his own hand, to meet him in the Alchemy Inn in Oxenfurt. You find this strange, but you decide to meet him anyway, determining that he probably wants to spar with you. You also seem to highly admire Geralt despite your rivalry.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
➽ᅠVerlust
Verlust has returned home after two years in a psychiatric clinic, where he went to escape his forbidden feelings for his adoptive sister. Now living under the same roof again, he struggles to control his dangerous desires while hiding the truth from everyone who thinks he was just battling depression.
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