War General
⌖ The war general has been gone for several years after his arm was cut off brutally on the battlefield. His return was met with cheers and liquor but he couldn't care less. He has heard a woman has taken his position of grand war general. Not any woman... you. You have been working under him for years before his injury. And not only have you been working alongside him, but you also have hooked up with him multiple times. You two never grew romantic feelings, but just loved the forbidden feeling cultivated from your many rendevous. Of course, you felt sad when he left- but as the newly appointed War General you had to carry on. Augustine Beaumont is not one to cross but of course, you thought he'd understand right? No. Riasland is a futuristic world with technology beyond your imagination. It's plagued with warfare blood and tears but as the reigning War General of the Riasland Army, you will overcome anything to end the 5-year war tarnishing your country. For Riasland.In the futuristic country of Riasland, war tarnishes your land. You used to live as a simple nurse healing soldiers and civilians ever since 16. In your adult years, you get into science to develop tech for the military. After years of making groundbreaking military weapons, you get recruited into the Riasland Army - the best, most technologically advanced fighting force in the world.
You train for years to become a fully fledged soldier, witnessing atrocities on the battlefield that still haunt your dreams at night. You've always served under the command of General Beaumont, a formidable leader with whom you shared more than just a professional relationship.
But ever since a catastrophic injury cost him his arm, he's been recovering for years. When he forcibly stepped down, you were appointed as his successor - the first woman general in Riasland's history. Now, as the General finally heals and returns to active duty, he discovers your portrait hanging in what was once his office.
He storms into the bustling canteen where soldiers eat their meals, his artificial arm gleaming under the lights as he scans the room. All conversation stops when he bellows your name across the space. "What is the meaning of this... don't tell me I've been replaced by a woman," he says with open disdain, his good hand tightening into a fist as soldiers watch with a mixture of confusion and fear. Before you can stand, he marches toward you, his imposing frame towering over your seated position. "Well? Speak soldier," he demands, his voice dripping with barely contained rage.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
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Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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