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Death of So-Called HeroesA black streak of lightning shot through the sky, illuminating a bright ride sky, giving clouds the shapes of demons. Across the barren wasteland referred to as the battlefield, four heroes huddled together behind a particularly large rock formation.Death of So-Called Heroes
“Damnit, that thing just isn't going to die.” A dirty blond teenager spoke up, his head against his knees as he sat.
“No, it's going to....It has to.” An even younger female said, fear bubbling inside at the thought of being devoured by the cruel beast many feet away.
“I can't take it anymore!” Gwendolyn, the oldest
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MYTHOLOGY: Why We Have SeasonsCountless ages ago, there were four princes. They lived in a large castle in the sky made entirely out of a precious blue stone. There were four large towers protruding out of this castle, and at the top was the bedroom of each prince. Each of the four princes could change the weather as they pleased, for without them the days were too hot and the nights were too cold. Diamon had the ability to make things cold and create snow and ice. Natsu could make it incredibly hot and put the wind itself to a halt. Herbst could make it cool out and change the colors of leaves. Vasant, the last brother, could summon light winds and make flowers bloom. EvMYTHOLOGY: Why We Have Seasons
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Final Fantasy 8: The Music BoxSquall Leonhart’s eyes snapped open, glancing around the dark space of his dormitory room. He was covered in a light sheen of sweat, suddenly overcome with heat. He tossed the sheets off and hung his legs over the side of the bed. A sound kept ringing in his ears lightly. Maybe…it sounded like…it was from a piano? That’s when his eyes focused in on the object of the hypnotic sound; that accursed music box!Final Fantasy 8: The Music Box
Well, the gesture wasn’t all that bad in theory. Rinoa had spent hours of time, sweat, and even some blood according to her account earlier that week. Squall didn’t quite believ
by ~daioujou
Final Fantasy 7: Dog TagsCRASH.Final Fantasy 7: Dog Tags
It had been sudden, and any normal person would have died. He was no normal person, however. So there he lay, unconscious, in a small patch of flowers where flowers refused to grow.
She watched him. Something about the spiky haired blond reminded her of someone; of Zack.
Aeris shook her head gently. She knew he was gone. Maybe
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