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2 years ago

In the last shades of Red

Basically its a WHAT IF? Last Life au

But What if Grian never got the extra life from Scar and died to Bdub’s boogie kill?

Well, the first red will be released.

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Grian groaned, his unsuccessful attempt to get an extra life from Scar stared at him with disappointment. Even after a couple hours later.

Hearing voices ahead, Grian ducked into the bushes, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. It took a moment before he heard the talk of Etho and Bdubs.

“Did we lose him?“ Bdubs voice asked as Grian stumbled behind slightly.

“No I’m here.” Groan said, emerging from the bush he was trapped in, his wings pinned to his back unable to fly. He gripped his diamond sword tightly. “I’m actually on my way to the enchanter if you want to join me.”

“Wait your enchantjng without-“ etho started, but was cut off by Bdubs as he took notice of Grian’s sword.

“But you said you didn’t get diamonds.” He pointed accusingly at Grians diamond sword. It shone like a gleaming diamond of blue in a darkened world. A drop of ocean so for inland.

Etho and Bdubs backed up, making eye contact with each other when Grian didn’t respond.

“We can’t trust this guy.” Etho stated.

“I don’t know about all this now.” Bdubs stated, crossing his arms defensively.

“I found it in a chest!” Grian exclaimed as Bdubs continued talking, holding his new diamond sword close. “Lets lets go be friends and go to the enchanter shall we?” Grian laughed nervously.

Bdubs and Etho glanced at each other, their doubts gleaming in their eyes.

Etho shrugged. “I actually welcome that idea because I have no idea where it is.” He said as he started to walk away.

“Me neither!” Grian smiled as he stumbled after Etho’s quick paces.

It left Bdubs blinking after them, an unusual glint shimmering in his eyes unnaturally.

Grian, Etho and Bdubs all sat around the enchanter, quietly enchanting their items.

“So we’re allowed one enchantment like level one.” Etho asked as he stared at the options.

“Yeah, level ones only.” Grian smiled slightly as he enchanted his sword.

“Level ones only. Okay” Bdubs echoed, fidgeting with his coat on, his eyes staring at the enchanter. Suddenly he glanced up and looked over at Etho.

“Oh Etho. You got that record?” Etho nodded.

“Oh yeah, yeah yeah.” Etho pulled out a disk with a yellow center.

“Oh yeah pop the record in.” Bdubs said as Etho put the record in a jukebox. It clicked as the disk went in.

Suddenly, ominous music started to play and Grian glanced at the two confusedly as disk eleven flowed through the air on invisible wings.

“Whats going on?!” Grian exclaimed, fear staring to leak into his voice. He felt his wings start to puff up on instinct, ready for him to flap them and fly away from his friends who were acting strange.

“When you hear this, someone is going to die.” Etho said, his expression dark and blank of emotion. His mask moved with his mouth.

“No way! Please tell me your the boggie man so you can make this happen!” Grian put his hands on the enchanter and laughed at the possibility if one of them was.

(But wait, if Grian died, wouldn’t he be red? Well lets just say that Grian’s mind wasn’t in the right place as a yellow already..)

Scrapping was heard and Grian and Etho turned to look at Bdubs as he scrapped his sword on the floor. He was staring at Grian, his eyes gleaming with an unatural purple.

(Grian shivered instinctively, reminded of those long, dark, cold hallways of obsidian and an expanse of nothingness of the end. Those eyes always watching everything.)

Bdubs pulled his sword slowly. Etho stared at Bdubs nerviously.

“Oh. Yes.” He simply said, and swung his sword at Grian.

“You’re correct!” Grian yelped, dodging the swing barely.

“Aha!” Bdubs cried as Grian started to sprint off and Bdubs gave chase.

Etho walked around the enchanter, watching the battle but doing nothing to stop it.

“I am the boggie!” He cried, swinging his sword again. Grian wasn’t so lucky this time and it went straight into his chest. The tip protruding from the front. Grian made a small noise of pain before vanishing in a cloud of dust. His items spilling all over the land as he blood dripped from Bdubs sword.

Their cominucators buzzed with a message and Bdubs and Etho stared at it.

Grian was killed by Bdubs

Grian’s name was yellow.

Bdubs just killed a yellow. Which would mean he’s now a red.

A red now probably out for revenge.

Hidden underground, a fallen watcher growled.

His eyes glowed a blood red and an itch for blood that could never be satisfied.

Grian growled as he put on iron armor, unenchanted iron armor.

I’m going to kill Bdubs and Etho. He vowed. He smiled as he imagined the death. His sanity slipping through his fingers like sand.

On a mountain top, a scarred man stared at the message on his communicator. He frowned sadly. Remembering just seeing the newly red asking for a life.

If only I had given you a life..

In the south, those towers were never built. No leader, no team, no ‘aha’ jokes were shared.

Instead a mustached man lived with the scarred one on the mountain. Instead a redstoner with an i on this chest lived with the lone canary. Instead the past is repeated and once a king and once a knight, now equal, live together once more.

Instead of a leader in the south, now a lone red sits below the surface. Sharpening his sword and ready for blood. He was ready for the world to turn red.

Jude & Talia

What’s there to say? They’re both badass strategists and natural-born leaders. They will make themselves heard and will not take nor tolerate bullshit. They are both clever with their plans and also don’t trust easily. Their guards are up constantly and they don’t tell their allies/friends everything (ie Jude’s coup and the whole Princess Brenda thing). They have also adapted to the rapid and traumatic changes in their lives — Jude with the murder of her parents and Talia with the fall of Xeris — and of course the adapting to a new world.

Sure, Jude takes things to an extreme by pursuing murder on occasion, but you can’t tell me that Talia wouldn’t do the same in her shoes (albeit with some hesitancy, but none the less will do so as a last resort). These two girls are a force to be reckoned with, and do all the research necessary to make sure they know all the facts and know all the plays to win.

Continuing From This Post, I Think I’ve Figured Out Why I Ship Talisto And I Blame It All On Holly

Cardan & Mephisto

I don’t need to explain this. It’s so obvious that Holly went so far as to basically make Mephisto Cardan’s faceclaim.

Cardan and Mephisto are both younger siblings, so they are familiar with the shadow of their older — and better, in the eyes of their father figures or something — siblings. They also both have no shame in being the villain of their stories while also being sorta carefree and charismatic I MEAN LOOK AT THEM!! But they also, deep in the core of their soul, have goodness and love inside, and a strong urge to protect and sacrifice everything for those closest to them (Jude and Praxina respectively). They grow over the duration of their screentime/booktime into lovable and openly more caring characters.

Seriously guys the parallels between them are right fucking there.

Jurdan & Talisto

What else can I say? Enemies-to-lovers is the superior trope and if the Jurdan dynamic — while slightly questionable bc ✨bully romance✨ and just general canonical confusion — doesn’t give you tingles, imagine the applied to Talisto’s already current dynamic. I can already see Talia’s fuming face ready to absolutely destroy Mephisto and his obnoxious, degrading laughter as he walks away in Faerieland during their lessons. I can also see how the turns have tabled with Talia holding a knife to Mephisto’s neck and Talia’s grinning face as she pulls of the greatest coup in history…

I guess what I’m saying is that I would not be opposed to a Talisto Cruel Prince AU because it just makes sense.