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Bren Aldric Ermendrud had been in the Vergesson Sanatorium for almost six years. He thought he was broken beyond repair. He was a monster, and he couldn’t handle the pressure or level of cruelty required anymore.
Then an old woman clasped her hands on either side of his head and spoke some strange arcane words in a voice that seemed much more youthful than her appearance, in an accent he had never heard before. Nicodranas, perhaps? But it was like a veil had been lifted.
He could remember everything. The real and the fake. Very little made sense, but Bren wanted revenge. First he needed to get the hell out of here.
The aasimar and the purple tiefling dragging away the crazed old woman were probably his best bet at getting any answers.
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Bren Aldric Ermendrud has been on the run for three years after escaping from the Vergesson Sanatorium. Occasionally, he finds comfort in traveling with others, even when he doesn't deserve it.
So when he finds a purple tiefling whose only word is "empty," they travel together for a time. That is, until the tiefling's kindness becomes too hard for him to bear.
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When Bren murdered his parents, he broke.
When he found out that they were never traitors, something deep within him, something primal and arcane, snapped like an overstrung violin string, sharp, dissonant, and echoing throughout his body in strange vibrations.
One moment he was curled up on the cold tile floor of the Vergesson Sanatorium, the next Bren was in a strange field of what might have been wheat, flowing in the light breeze. After telling a strange purple satyr a fake name, he became Caleb Widogast and was thrust into a world heavy with magic, full of fae, and enough support to start to overcome his past.
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When Bren Aldric Eremendrud was a boy, whenever he felt small or lonely, he’d look up at the stars, wondering if there was life up there. Turns out, he was looking in the wrong direction. When alien life entered our world it was from the deep beneath the Lucidian Ocean, a fissure between two tectonic plates. A portal between the dimensions, a breach.
To fight the Kaiju wreaking havoc on the world, mankind created monsters of their own. The Jaeger Program was implemented. Jaeger. Zemnian for hunter. Monsters designed to put these otherworldly abominations back in their place.
One pilot couldn’t handle the neural load to pilot the Jaegers alone, so a two pilot system was implemented, one on the left side, one on the right. The two pilots had to link their minds to work in perfect synchronous harmony to ensure that the mechs could run properly. With technology being advanced from cooperation and a worldwide ceasefire to stop this problem, the Pan Lucidian Defense Corps was born.
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I Knew You, I Walked With You by literalfuckinggarbage
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
27 Feb 2021
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Floor nine of the Sehanine Building at Rexxentrum Academy is where the school houses anyone they don't quite know what to do with. Anyone who marked down anything but "male" or "female" on their surveys, anyone who has a tumultuous past, anyone they might want to keep an eye on. Caleb and Molly start out a tenuous friendship as neighbors on floor nine, neither aware of the colorful dreams the other shares with them each night.
But it's probably just a coincidence that Caleb dreams of a purple haired, horned creature that looks a lot like Mollymauk. And that Molly dreams of a boy consumed by flames. Right?
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