#but not at the henituse territory at the moment

[sadlynotthevoid]

Currently, I just want to—

*picks up og!Cale* *smash Elsa's powers inside him* *releases og!Cale back into his natural habit*

—winter powers!Cale go wild against arm's army.

Who wins? The wyvern brigade and bear people joining forces, or... one (1) boy's ice sculptures and his giant snowmen?

[unphasedslacker]

i adore the "cale uses everyone as a pillow" agenda !! part of my hc is that he has an internal rating system for it, it consists of the following points:

comfort - how comfortable is the not-actually pillow? durability - can they handle him clinging, tossing and turning, etc? how far can he go before they decide to wake him up? duration - how long can he rest on them?

i have already thought of a few potential set ratings, and will probably add more later on!

Choi Han

the first time it happened, it was an accident. although the vitality of the heart keeps him from getting tired even after only sleeping for an hour or two, when it comes down to it, it's just not enough.

cale sat down on the comfortable couch in his room, he and the others had just returned from their travels to the henituse territory. the red-head had every intention of resting, as soon as he finished up his discussion with choi han. he needed to make sure the korean wasn't left to his own devices, who knows what might occur if he were - cale shuddered at the thought of the swordmaster destroying the training grounds out of boredom. better not dwell on it.

said man took a seat next to cale, keeping a respectful distance, and looked at him expectantly - like a puppy waiting for it's well-deserved treat. the aristocrat talked for a while, giving commands and suggestions, and making sure that choi han knew everything on the training grounds, be it weaponry or other, was available for him to use, when he was suddenly hit with intense drowsiness. cale blinked once, twice, before continuing where he left off, albeit a bit slower.

it only took a minute before choi han found himself with an unconscious red-head on his lap, using his clothed thighs as his pillow. the korean wasn't sure what to do, face red from embarrassment (read: he's flustered) - should he call for ron?

...

better not, that butler will take his head when sees them like this.

choi han let his gaze fall on the man who'd showed him nothing but kindness since their first meeting, giving and giving and asking for little to nothing in return, and decided that this was fine. cale hasn't rested properly in weeks, so the fact that he fell asleep the moment the two of them were alone felt like an honour more than anything. did he trust him so much that cale felt safe enough to finally relax? (he'd like to think so...)

yes, this was quite the honour.

'don't worry, cale-nim. i won't let anyone, or anything, get near you.'

if said man could've heard choi han's thoughts, he would've spit blood.

Rating ✨

3/5 comfort (ch's thighs are muscular, and cale did feel safe while asleep.. we don't talk about how he felt when he woke up), 5/5 durability (ch wouldn't dare to do anything to disturb cale's sleep), 5/5 duration (same as durability, ch would sit in the same spot, not daring to move even a muscle, to ensure cale's 100% comfort)

overall: 13/15, choi han makes a really good pillow

[d10nsaint]

FROM EDEN.

-> Kim Dokja & Cale Henituse with a reincarnated! reader

saintspeaks;“I SLITHERED HERE FROM EDEN JUST TO SIT OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR”-Hozier. JAIDJSKADJ I LOVE THIS SONF OMFG. Also, the ‘you’ in the Kim Dokja x reader only read twsa, but the ‘you’ in the Cale x reader read tcf.

Kim Dokja

A reader of TWSA is all you were — well, one of the two committed readers. You werent supposed to read it, in fact, you stumbled apon it on a sad friday night. But when you met Kim Dokja, the lone reader, you realized why you were never supposed to touch that story.

You’d only survived this far because you binge-read the chapters, and had your handy phone with a save file of the story!

You were living quite comfortably in the apocalypse, traveling alone because you couldnt commit to a group. You knew that the moment that danger came towards you and the group you’d abandon them, so traveling alone was the best option.

Until you were traveling in the underground subway and came across Yoo Junghyuk— the main character himself.

The only thing that happened between you two was a harsh glare met with ice-cold eyes in response.

The only thing that you were thinking was, ‘you dont scare me, bitch.’

And he just stormed off.

You hadnt thought much of the encounter—in fact, you never wanted to meet him again. But, of course, fate just had to have you two cross paths again. But, this time he had a companion with him.

And lord, was he the most handsome man you’d ever seen— even though you could barely make out his facial features.

But he’d never been in the novel. An he seemed just as surprised by your appearance too — because you didn’t have a sponsor, and you’re too strong and seem too knowledgeable for an average person.

The idea of you being the other reader lingers in his mind— but he quickly dismissed the thought as he kept walking past you, following Yoo Junghyuk.

Cale Henituse

You were a normal girl who reincarnated into a noble Lady from a small kingdom in the Western Continent. Since you reincarnated into such a small kingdom, you had no reason to change the story unless it came charging at you.

…and it did.

You visited Lady Amiru in the Ubarr territory.(bad idea number 1)

The moment you started talking to her about using a boat to sail at night, a wolf-looking guy came charging at you, screaming about smelling ‘strong’. You’d never done any training or fighting, and only acted like how a normal noble lady should in these kinds of stories. But, you realized he wasnt looking at you, but behind you. And guess who was behind you?

Cale Henituse—who was hiding behind a rock????

You’d recently been reincarnated so you didnt know much, but what you did know was that some things had changed. One of those things? Cale Himself.

You avoided the Henituse house like the plague— if you got too close to Cale, you’d get tangled up in the story, and you couldnt have that. Excusing yourself the moment you saw the fiery red hair, you ran off of the sandy beach to the room lady Amiru let you use during your stay.

Cale was extremely confused—who the hell were you? why were you here? did you know about the ancient powers? Why did you need a boat?

He let out a deep sigh, wondering why he just keeps walking into trouble—he could just feel you being another wall between him and his slacker life.

[weirdsht]

Heya!! Can I request a tcf x reader fic from where the reader is teenager and got teleported there? Somehow they can see the dreams of the future and knew about tcf novel while also being a full on simp for the main characters?(But also the thing that the young reader was someone who has been to various worlds and was in a loop, repeating things but without the memory of them doing so each time. They get glimpses ofcourse but it was just their past self trying to give out signals to not repeat any mistakes)

Definitions - Cale & Teen! Reader

notes: sorry anon i couldn't reflect all of your ideas because i found some of them hard to combine when i started writing. also this plot is better suited for a long fic/series but i don't have that time and energy huhu

tags: gender-neutral reader, mentions of death and dying (can be a little graphic but nothing too bad), teenager reader, nightmares

English isn’t my first language so there will be grammatical errors

Pls don't repost my work anywhere without my permission

Constructive criticisms and any kind of interaction are more than welcome

Requests are open and welcome (for a limited time)

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“You should be more careful, this is uncharted territory.”

The look-a-like caressed your face softly as they spoke. Eyes filled with concern and uncertainty bore into you.

You may look alike but there’s something different about them.

Maybe it’s their mature aura. Perhaps it could be the tired look in their eyes. As though they have been suffering for eternity and want everything to end.

Whether they long for peace or eternal rest even you do not know.

“Still… this is a good opportunity and something we haven’t tried yet. Maybe you’ll be safer under his watch.”

“What do you mean by that? Who are you?”

You spoke for the first time since being transported in this weird abyss.

Being transmigrated into a novel like a lousy isekai protagonist was already confusing, but now you have to add weird dreams on top of that.

However, it beats trying to survive in that place you used to call home.

Between being endlessly confused and going back there… you’d choose the former any time of the day.

“I am you, well a part of you at least. As for what I mean… let’s just say this is for your own good.”

The supposed “you” paused briefly as they rested their hand on their chin. Probably thinking about how much they can disclose. Once they made up their mind their fingers caressed your head.

You may not know what’s happening, but you can tell they’re trying to provide comfort.

And it’s probably for the arduous path waiting beyond this dream.

“We’ve been through this many times, and each time you forget… I do not know if god has forsaken us or is playing a cruel joke…”

The look-a-like sighed before hugging you tightly. You meant to reciprocate, however, before you could raise your arms a sharp pain went through your neck.

“AGH! IT HURTS!”

It really does. It feels as though someone’s digging a knife through your neck, Trying to separate your head from your body.

When you manage to come back to your senses the other you are gone. The only thing left in the abyss is your and your throbbing neck.

…And wouldn’t you know, the moment you looked at your hands that were previously clutching your neck… all you could see was blood.

“-[me]”

“-[me]!”

“[Name]!”

“[Name] wake up!”

You jolt up as the familiar voice wakes you up from your dream. That’s right, you are currently under Cale Henituse’s wing after being transmigrated inside the novel you were reading. You have momentarily forgotten such a fact.

Clutching your throbbing neck, you tried to look at the redhead through your tears. Not that you are succeeding at the moment. However, you think you could see a slightly startled look on the young master’s usually calm face.

“Young master..?”

You asked, unsure of everything as your mind is still hazy. Still trying to get out of dreamland.

“You were screaming and crying in your sleep.”

Cale stated calmly as if he wasn’t panicking a minute ago. Still, his eyes roamed around you several times to double-check if there was anything wrong.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

The redhead asks as he gently wipes your tears and pry your hands away from your neck.

“I’m sorry young master. I don’t think I can for I don’t remember the contents of my dream… All I could remember was that there was a searing pain in my neck. It-it felt so real. As though I was in the middle of the battlefield and someone was sawing their sword back-and-forth on my neck…”

You tried to explain to the best of your abilities. You didn’t want to lie to the man that you considered your saviour.

Both when you were reading the novel and when you transmigrated.

In every form, fictional character or not, Cale Henituse has always been your saviour in one way or another. And thus you hold deep respect for the man.

“Don’t push yourself. Sometimes forgetting and never remembering is better than being reminded constantly.”

Ah, he must be referring to his record ability. A blessing and a curse indeed…

“Still, if you feel unwell or anything come to me. I took a kid like you in so I must take responsibility for you till the very end.”

Cale Henituse probably doesn’t know the impact of his words. Just how much you have longed to hear such things.

No, perhaps he does. Perhaps more than anyone, Kim Rok Soo has been the one longing to hear those words since he was a child.

“I’ll keep that in mind…”

With that, Cale stepped out for a moment to ask a servant to fetch a glass of warm milk. After doing so he returned to your side, sitting on the side of your bed. He looks unwilling to leave you, despite having three younger children waiting for him in his bedroom.

“Don’t hold back, have you seen me holding back from doing and saying whatever I want? You don’t have to push yourself to act like a grownup around me. I’m the adult, those things are for me to bear.”

Cale’s words suddenly found their way to your memory when you were about to urge him to go back to On, Hong, and Raon. That combined with the redhead’s determined gaze to not leave your side has you clamping your mouth shut.

Soon enough a maid delivered the glass of milk to your room and you drank it to your heart’s content. Then the morning after that you could feel the children averaging 7 years old sleeping beside you.

The weeks following that are peaceful. Well as peaceful as Cale’s life could get at least. Not that it says much since he has the tendency to meddle in things that will only jeopardize his slacker life.

Despite that, your days are looking better. After that night you didn’t seem to experience excruciating nightmares anymore. You also seemed to have opened up to the rest of the crew.

Perhaps that’s why Cale became complacent, causing him to lower his guard.

And perhaps that’s also why his face hardens 10x more than it would have weeks ago. His anger soars through the sky, reaching the gods even, as he hears the heartbroken sobs you utter on your lips after waking up from a nightmare.

“Am I such a bad child for the gods to do this to me? Have they forsaken me? What did I do that was so wrong that warrants this kind of suffering?”

You sobbed on the young’s master chest. You look so out of it. Eyes glazed over as if you’re not with Cale despite being in his embrace. You continued to wail, continued to curse the world for putting you in a type of pain that not even Cale can comprehend.

“I’m tired, I’m so tired. How many times has it been? I’ve tried my best… I always did, but I don’t know what the gods want.”

As you looked up at the ceiling, perhaps trying to directly ask the gods, Cale could finally clearly see your eyes.

They were filled with pain and suffering. Such young eyes carry the weight of the world.

It did not belong to the teen who was laughing and playing around with the kids and Choi Han.

It was still you, but it wasn’t the you that Cale is currently raising.

The meddlesome transmigrator couldn’t understand it himself, but he was sure of this feeling that he had about you.

Hence why when you finally passed out he immediately ordered someone to summon Cage and Saint Jack.

Cale Henituse might be a piece of trash but he always sees through his promises.

Even if he has to fight every god out there to fulfil it.

Because for Cale Henituse, that’s what it means to be a guardian.

[lostonmyroad]

Moments That I Want Tattooed On My Forehead From S-Classes That I Raised Chapters 30-50

BEWARE OF SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

things are starting to get going. and by get going i mean starting to get unhinged but its still nothing compared to the shit going on by the 300s

chapter 30-40

lmfao yoojin forgetting he blocked yoohyun’s number...king shit

yoojin daring yoohyun to call him out on his suspicious behavior...also king shit 

chapters 40-50

let’s go sung hyunjae makes his debut!!!!

YOOHYUN ACTING INNOCENT IN FRONT OF YOOJIN AS HE MEETS THE GUILD LEADERS AKFJEIDIDOODSOOS highkey one of my favorite scenes ever. “my brother is more mild mannered than me” “yoohyun is an angel” everyone else in the room: press X to doubt

moon hyuna woman that you are. my beloved. you’re too good for this world 

i live for yoohyun generally being a freak about yoojin

i need to know what blackmail he has on moon hyuna. what happened at the convenience store????? moon hyuna what did you do???

thank u yerim and moon hyuna friendship. we love to see it. Now s ranks also passes the bechdel test!!

ah yes potion addict yoojin has arrived. rip buddy at least you get better flavors later down the line

it’s only chapter 44 and yoojin is already being overworked. true cale henituse moment. rip your slacker life!!!

everyone ganging up on him to start enforcing self care. oh honey it only gets worse from here!!!

so far yoojin is: a monster tamer, social media account manager, recruiter for hayeon, owns a building with a research lab…my guy was speedy with it

yoojin going "i just need to complete one (1) more task and then I can live like a slacker" in the early chapters is. oh wow. famous last words. truly need to learn from cale

even peace is a borderline freak when it comes to yoojin. doesn’t give a shit about anyone else 

YOOJIN ANSWERING SPAM CALLS JUST TO MESS WITH PEOPLE SKDJEIODO…he enjoys it…this explains so much about him…he’s bragging about how much experience he has answering them…

yoojin guessing who the kidnappers were because they didn’t call Peace cute is so valid. Anyone who doesn’t like Peace is an enemy

we’re starting to get into “oh wow fear resistance is kind of fucked territory”!!! yoojin is a little freak!!! he’s committing war crimes but sometimes it just be like that

rip blackie chapter 46-47 :(

yoojin treating the s ranks like normal people and them not knowing how to handle it ;((

GIVE YOOJIN HIS OSCAR NOW “uwu i’m a poor kidnapping victim” like sir. you dissolved your kidnappers in acid. sir. 

all the details about yoojin’s life as a low ranked hunter pre-regression :(((

like not yoojin casually mentioning he used to be an alcoholic and yoohyun sent him to rehab pre regression. ok king. we don’t have time to unpack all that

kang soyoung intro!!! i so desperately need to know what her deal was with yoohyun pre regression. why does yoojin think of her as his sister in law. why did everyone believe they were dating.

next chapter brings us a real introduction to sung hyunjae character of all time

[ohmycale]

So, when will the talk gonna happen?

Was about to post my take on reconciliation but a friend brought this up. I promise the next one will be that post.

Serious post again:

We all know that Deruth is currently incapable of actually communicating with his son. For reference, I believe that he has a strained relationship and with minimal communication for almost a decade (starting from when he lost his mother (8-ish) to his in-universe age (being 18).

My question is, when do you think Deruth will have the guts to simply initiate an authentic, heartfelt and open convo with his kid? Keep in mind that in the real world, 18 yrs old is legal and people are capable of striking on their own and are not obliged to keep in touch with their parents., Let's imagine that this applies to new adult Og!cale. And yes, no KRS coming over for this poll (sorry).

I ran out of ideas, but if you image more scenarios as options, post it in the comments. I might do a part 2 *looks at all my drafts*

If you want to expound your choice, post it down. No judgement!

I wanted to include a 'Deruth in his last moments' option but I have some reservations. I experienced it and I felt there was some sort of obligation to talk to a person because they having a very emotional and kinda high risk moments to this scenario. But if you think it should be an option, let me know!

[zorlovinghue]

What if Jour was a step too late. What if White Star acted sooner.

She did still go to Harris Village, she stayed there for monthly visit perhaps, so when she went back home it was too late. Turned out that White Star act a year faster than he should.

White Star's ambush was therefore unforseen, inescapable. The entire Henituse Territory faced an ultimate demise that Jour could do nothing to prevent. White Star angrily demolished everything because he could not find her–thus he failed to obtain her ancient power–leaving the territory a disjoint mess of rubbles.

How devastated would it be if Cale had died in the end, pummeled beneath the rubbles. Deruth was found disheveled amidst the expanse of corpses that had previously protected him (prevented him from reaching his son, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯!), prostated before the very rubble that claimed his son's life, for he was unable to move fast enough to save him. And the child's despaired shout abruptly cut off just when he was at arm length. The knights accompanying Jour? Ron and Vicross who assisted her? They're useless, so useless because even with their efforts to save his son, his son's body, the fact that such huge and heavy piece of rubble had left Cale mashed beyond recognition had stripped him from a proper burial.

With Henituse territory destroyed, they're practically had nowhere to go but the palace (Zed's providing shelter for them). Rebuilding a territory? Who cares about that when no civilians survived, leaving only the Count, the Countess and a few subordinates to hold its glory.

Jour and Deruth were consumed in immeasurable grief and sorrow. They make a soul oath to the God of Death, promising to get rid of White Star in exchange of power, they swore to defeat the shit piece of fuck with their own hands.

"We will do it for you. Victory, we will give you just that. Hold our lives in your hands, once the time comes, rid ourselves from this world of living."

Canon characters like Choi Han might still exist, but it might be different with the children since they haven't born yet. So the war will have the 'adult' figures at it centre. Assuming there's no Hunters, so the only goal is to defeat the White Star.

Jour having absolute mental breakdown once she fight with White Star. Deruth is strong here, so he fight on the front lines with Jour. Them running down the path of self-destruction that in other worldline had been the one Cale Henituse died from...

Then died holding each other, victory achieved, but in their hold no longer the small, precious child they adored with everything they have. Only themselves.

"Jour, My Jour...," a soft kiss on her forehead, a single tear greeted her cheek, "If we're granted another chance to live a second time... In a world vastly different than ours."

A wishful dream, coming from shredded throat of a man in his last moment, "Please, please be my wife one more time. Then I'll protect you, I'll make you happier. I'll make sure no one can take our child from us."

Perhaps, they'll be reincarnated on Earth. There, in a peaceful world, maybe they'll meet again.

I'm crying. Certainly makes no sense. White Star's ancient powers were never completed, even if he did managed to do so, Jour basically his worst enemy that could put an end to his reincarnation. The oath with GoD gave Jour all ancient powers Cale!krs have in canon, so the whole kebab agenda was done by her. I only see problem, I do not see solution, so all of this is just a ramble...

[galaxygirl8880]

Cale gets into embroidery

After doing the Arm logo on the fake uniforms, he's intrigued.

That was his first time, hence why it looked so bad, but he surprisingly enjoyed doing it-

So, using the same supplies from last time, he decides to practice.

---

He's in his room in the middle of the night, working on a piece but very distracted-

Just looking back on the past two years of his life and when he met Choi han and is like "when did this happen??"

When he finally looks down, he realizes that in his dissociated state he, in addition to the flowers he was working on, made Choi han.

After taking a few moments to process what he just did, his face turns bright red.

Cale stands up from his rocking chair and immediately pulls out an empty box from under his bed and places the art inside.

He puts it back under the bed and stands.

"that was embarrassing..."

---

Right so the box he has now dubbed "the ones that will never see the light of day " has been steadily growing more full.

It's not that he thinks they look bad, it's just that he feels embarrassed whenever he thinks of the box-

Some were made unintentionally, and some he actually put a lot of effort in.

Most people know about his hobby but he doesn't really talk about it much-

So one day in his villa, he realizes that the one he did of Raon with dandelions is still in the Henituse territory.

Although he has others of Raon and the kids, that one is one of his favorites, inspired by a record of them finding a dandelion field and having a picnic there.

He asks Eruhaben to take him to the Henituse territory because Raon is with his mother (and it would be mortifying if Raon saw that canvas) so after apologizing for coming without notice he heads into his room with Eruhaben trailing behind.

Cale readies the spacial bag he had prepared beforehand and pulls out a smaller box from under his bed.

Forgetting Eruhaben was also in the room, he opens the box.

"Huh. You made me as an embroidery piece?"

..Fuck

---

I like this idea a lot but was unsure how to execute it so I tried my best lmao

[amarylliasky]

Number 27!

Five Times Calyan Fell Alseep on His Family and One Time He…

4. Eruhaben

Calyan took a moment to breathe in the almost frigid night air. Who knew late winter could be so cold? He’d gotten too used to the small bit of insulation in the cave where the Super Rock Villa resides, and almost forgotten that there was still snow on the ground and below freezing temperatures on the surface.

That and the Henituse territory has always gotten pretty cold in the winter.

It’s been awhile since he’d stayed at his “first” house. Lately, he’s taken to staying in the Villa or the black castle. And while the castle is definitely above ground, Lord Sherrit has a particular way of regulating temperature so that the cold air of the Forest of Darkness stays mostly outside.

Well, maybe it’s his fault for coming out to the balcony so late at night. Watching as his breath creates little white puffs of stream in the night air, he can’t help but think of the beings currently occupying his bedroom.

The children are sprawled across his large bed, tangled in the plush comforter with a mountain of pillows to cuddle (along with each other); his brother, Cale, at some point during Calyan’s nap, had fallen asleep on the sofa, and Choi Han, as always, had stayed near the door, ready to fend off any potential intruders. Even Alberu, who had been occupied with the aftermath of the last battle of Puzzle City, now sleeps in Calyan’s own room, slouched over a pile of paperwork at a desk he’d gotten from who knows where. He’d also seen traces of magic device blueprints and some ashes on a table in Raon’s experiment corner, no doubt Eruhaben and Rosalyn are around here somewhere; most likely off in their own guest quarters.

His family is here with him. Both the Henituse’s and his new family members are all within arms reach, not going anywhere.

They are safe, but he is not satisfied.

He really is so selfish.

Why now, of all times, does he suddenly feel like something is very wrong? After the years he and everyone else spent to attain this victory, why now does nothing feel right?

He’s spent the last twenty years as Calyan Henituse, a young master of the prosperous Henituse Duchy, but right now, he feels nothing but disdain for his identity. He feels like he doesn’t belong here. He thought he’d long since accepted this new person he’d become, but recently, he can’t even look in the mirror without feeling an overwhelming sense of disgust. What a time to develop imposter syndrome.

What is wrong with him?

“Child? What are you doing out here at this hour?”

Eek! He almost gasped out loud.

He hadn’t heard the doors open, though he made sure to close them softly as he came outside in order to not let in any of the cold air. Of course, the ancient dragon could have teleported out here, but how did he know that Calyan was on the balcony in the first place? And why was Eruhaben still up?

“I didn’t expect you to still be up, Eruhaben-nim.” He spoke softly, still mindful of the sensitive hearing of those inside.

The dragon sighed, “Unlucky human, I asked you why you were up so late. Weren’t you the one who claimed that you would do nothing but roll around on your bed for the foreseeable future?”

Eruhaben walked over to the railing, placing one hand on the cooled marble that made up the entire balcony. Calyan couldn’t say anything to that. He had told them something of the sort, and he’d planned to do just that, but he didn’t foresee this anxious feeling and the intrusive thoughts that came with it. So he just said whatever sounded good enough to placate the ancient dragon.

“I just couldn’t fall asleep.” He looked out over the Henituse castle. It wasn’t exactly a lie, he just left out the fact of why he couldn’t fall back asleep. “It’s fine though. I’ve slept pretty much the entire day, I can last a few hours without.” Well, that and, thanks to The Vitality of the Heart, he didn’t exactly need that much sleep to feel energized.

Eruhaben observed him, not entirely satisfied with that answer, but he must have decided it wasn’t an issue since he didn’t pry. What a relief. Calyan wasn’t sure how to even begin explaining how he was feeling, let alone why. The mental strain of trying to come to terms with who he had been for seventeen years and then thirty-six, before finally figuring it out at twenty; and then having an identity crisis at almost twenty-one would be a bit too much to process, even for a great and mighty dragon.

So yeah, he decided to stick with ‘can’t sleep’ as his go to excuse.

The elder looked out at the rest of the castle as well, not saying anything. Although Calyan had come out here to avoid everyone, the ancient dragon’s presence brought a strange sort of calmness to him. Huh, maybe living for over a thousand years does that to someone? Then again, a dragon’s presence; what should be intimidating to him, usually doesn’t affect him thanks to the Dominating Aura, so maybe he’s not the best judge of what should or shouldn’t be comforting. But that’s something he’ll think about much later. For now, all he does is stand next to the dragon as they watch the knights patrol along the castle walls.

Minutes pass gradually, and his eyes start to become heavy. Amidst the voices of his ancient powers, who had been silent until now, urging him to rest, he listens to the wind blowing softly through the trees. It’s nice, to just exist in the moment. How long has it been since he just existed outside of the never ending battles and his records constantly tethering him to the past? He doesn’t care to recall.

He stays out there for a few minutes longer, savoring the last bits of peace he would have before his thoughts threatened to consume him when he eventually has to go back inside. Just a few more minutes.

Eventually, he doesn’t know when, but Eruhaben had guided them both to sit on a nearby bench at some point. That’s fine. He doesn’t know how long he could continue standing like that. And this way, he can lean on the ancient dragon for warmth. Surely, he won’t mind just this once? It is getting rather cold out here.

He lets his eyes close and imagines himself being able to sleep as much as he wants for the rest of his days alongside his family and friends. With more moments like these.

He wouldn’t even mind not sleeping if it meant that he would get to spend more time with them. That is what they all fought for, isn’t it?

He feels a shift under his head.

“Hah. Such an unlucky human.” He stirs as he hears an almost indistinguishable voice speak. “Let’s get you to bed. The children will throw a fit if you catch a cold from something like this. You’ve had enough air for tonight.” But it hasn’t been that long? Wait, how long were they sitting there? Had he fallen asleep? Groggily, he opens his eyes, gearing up to make the short yet long trek back to his bed.

But before he can, he suddenly finds himself in the young looking dragon’s arms. How he got there, he hasn’t a clue.

He stutters, not sure how to react at the sudden action. “E-Eruhaben-nim? I can walk -“

“Nonsense. You would have spent the rest of the night outside in the cold.” Sigh “Just go to sleep, child. You clearly need it.”

He can’t refute that. Despite the fact that he slept nearly the entire day, he feels as if he could fall asleep standing up at this point. So despite his pride screaming at him to be put down, his exhaustion wins and he allows his eyes to close, content to let the ancient dragon do all the work.

He hears one last sentence as he finally succumbs to sleep, warm and comfortable in his bed.

“My unlucky child, just rest. It is okay to lean on us.”

With a light brush of a hand upon his head, the ancient dragon leaves the room. Calyan sleeps and dreams of the present, where they are all happy and alive. At least for now, he casts aside the fear and restlessness plaguing him. It can wait. He has more than enough time to figure things out.

[asterefflores]

okay so, since I'm an impatient idiot and I absolutely loved the treats u gave us, I'm here to ask for another XDD (forgive this greedy soul for op content)

Soooo my request is seeing the sons and daddy Tristan together, so what if, Instead of spending that whole month in the henituse territory Cale having enough being watched liked a hawk and the sadness of what he did to rok soo made him go to tristan instead? Like he spend half the month in the henituse territory and the remaining with Tristan cuz he wasn't able to face rok soo knowing well he hurt him, but he was ignoring that to prevent himself from just going to his hyung hugging him and talking in general cuz he is an idiot, and then we get rok soo's perspective on how he feels about the whole Cale going to Tristan's place and how he felt hurt over what Cale said but simply choose to gloss over it cuz according to him his pain don't really matter and he gets over stuff fast and poor Tristan being stuck between his 2 idiot sons XDD noticed all that and wonders what he can do and does it lololol (tho we all know he is an dotting idiot too lolol)

So yeh, if it's not too much trouble could I trouble u with this request?!? Prettyy please! And thank you for the other treats, have a great day!

Okay lol this one will contain glimpses of the future in the fanfic,,

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"Regarding the reports from the Northern Territory, have all the Northern Rulers know that I will be meeting with them in two days to discuss all the complaints."

“Yes, Your Majesty.” The man nodded respectfully. The sound of flipping papers came shortly after. “About the Dark River—”

Both men paused at the sudden sound of someone teleporting into the spacious round office with many windows all around. Eventually, a very familiar person came into view, standing on the teleport podium in the corner. 

 

“……”

The three people in the vast office the size of a hall just stared in silence. The man awkwardly looked between the Emperor and the son.

Cale blinked and nodded after the complete silence between the two, “Apologies for the interruption. I’ll head to my room—”

“Stay.”

And Cale stayed still as told, only stepping outside the podium when Tristan stared long at him to ensure he didn’t leave. He watched as his dad turned to the man beside him, giving him all the measures needed before dismissing him. 

The door closed quietly, and only Cale, with his dad, left in the silent hall.

Tap—

Tristan tapped the table with the few remaining reports and left it aside to work on later. He relaxed back in his seat and eyed his son, who was standing and was oddly silent. “I don’t see Rok-Soo with you this time.”  

Cale only hummed quietly. He blinked when a seat and a small table appeared from below the floor in front of the office table, and a cookie jar was put atop the table. He looked up and found Tristan munching on a cookie and had his own jar of cookies, most certainly prepared by Madelin. He smiled a little and walked to sit on the comfortable couch made for one person.

“So where is Rok-Soo?” Tristan asked casually, staring at Cale before him with the cookie in his hand.

“In Super Rock Villa.”

“Hmm,” Tristan looked at the jar to pick another cookie, “Did something happen there?”

“…no.”

“Hmm,” Tristan took a bite, nodding slowly while staring elsewhere, “What about your work?”

Cale took a bite of a cookie and hummed quietly, pleased with the taste, “Father is taking my place for now.”

“Mhm,” Tristan’s eyes landed on the glass of water left for him on the table. He made the glass float toward the small table instead. He took another cookie, “So, you had a fight with Rok-Soo?”  

 

“Kuh—! Ahm, mhm.”

Tristan watched as the redhead choked for a short moment yet maintained his elegance. “I see you two can fight like other siblings.” He hummed to himself, “You don’t want to face your brother?”

Cale let out a quiet cough with a slight frown, closing his eyes as he didn’t want to meet his dad’s knowing eyes. “No, I just need some time away from…everyone.”

 

“Do you consider me air or something?”

“Dad, please…”

“Hmm,” Tristan hummed with a hint of a chuckle as his son sighed, looking like a kicked puppy while pouting like that. Cale probably wasn’t even aware he was pouting, and Tristan could imagine Rok-Soo looking the same at the moment. “So, you came straight to my office instead of directly to your room for…?”

“Well,” Cale hesitated before meeting his dad’s eyes, “Can I stay here for a while?”

“You fuckers ask me permission every time when you both know damn well you got your own rooms prepared for you here. Are you two provoking me?” Tristan sighed lightly and cleaned his hand with the napkin, “Go ahead and run away from your responsibilities for as long as you need.” He smiled at yet another cough from his son.

“Dad—!”

“Okay, I’ll take mercy on you, pouty boy. Head to your room and be petty all you want.”

“Dad, seriously—”

“What? Am I not being nice enough to you? And here I am refraining from calling you my little coward son—”

“Thank you so much for welcoming me always. Good night, Dad.”

Tristan chuckled as Cale stood and walked straight to the door, “Join us for dinner, kid.”

Cale paused shortly, giving a quiet ‘Okay’ before closing the door behind him.

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Cale stared at the ceiling while lying on his incredibly comfortable bed. After visiting many times ever since Tristan handed them special teleporting devices when the tower was constructed and ready, Cale was almost sure the bed was built with some calming effects, either by magic or something else, probably with Tristan’s powers or spirits, along with Killian’s inventions.

Even though he wasn’t spending his time any differently, the feeling was still much better here in Tristan’s tower than in his room in the Henituse mansion. Breathing was way easier in his room here.

He took a calm inhale and slowly closed his eyes, sighing quietly after. He felt like he was floating on clouds.

Ting—

He opened his eyes after a while at the soft sound from the small screen built into the bedside table.

[ Dinner’s ready. Come over to the private dining room. ]

Cale hummed at his dad’s message, forcing himself to leave his bed and move to the teleport podium in the corner of his spacious room. He stepped on the circle and tapped on the screen at the side to choose the location. He smiled briefly at the memory of Rok-Soo’s extremely pleased face at how convenient the invention was and thanked Tristan for days for being considerate of his slacker life.

He waited for the light to surround him and opened his eyes to find himself in the familiar, cozy room with a small dining table for five people.

“Oppa!”

“Lillian,” Cale ruffled his little sister’s white hair fondly, smiling down as she hugged him happily, “How have you been, dear?”

“Great! I missed you so much!” She blinked up at him before looking around behind him as if searching for someone, “Rok-Soo oppa…?”

“…he’s not with me this time.”  He patted her head while looking at the Empire from the window to his side.

“Oh…”

He felt so bad at how disappointed she sounded, considering he was the sole reason for Rok-Soo’s absence this once…

“All right! Time to eat, kids.”

 

He blinked and looked over at Madelin, his mother from his past life, smiling sweetly at him with the cheerful air around her as usual. Though, he could tell she knew something already. He glanced at Tristan, finding his dad giving him the knowing eyes and waiting for him as he relaxed in his seat with his chin resting on the back of his hand elegantly.

He let out a quiet fake cough and walked with Lillian to the table, “Good evening, mama.” He smiled as his mother looked pleased with the name, like always. He glanced briefly at the only empty seat before focusing on the food in front of him. He blinked twice; he noticed that all of his favorite foods were on the table.

“Well then, let’s dig in!” Madelin announced with a light clap, picking up the fork and knife, “I had to cook for tonight’s dinner when Tristie told me our precious Cale is here.” She said as she picked one piece of beef, eating it before the rice.

“Ah, thank you so much, you didn’t have to…” He tried the Korean food before him and hummed in delight. Madelin is really skilled at cooking and mastering any recipe in no time, as always.  

He ate and talked with Lillian and Madelin while Tristan remained quiet the whole time he ate, simply listening to the three chatterboxes around him as usual. As always, Tristan was the first to finish, and instead of leaving the table, Cale watched his dad relax in his seat and pull out the device, which looked like a phone, probably checking over the news and other reports of his Empire while Madelin and Lillian kept talking. To any outsider, it would look like the mother and daughter were having a rather serious discussion when the discussion was about Madelin allowing and encouraging Lillian to wear high heels more often.  

“Aww, but you look so adorable with them, honey!”

“Hmm…” Lillian pouted as she thought about it, looking at her brother then. “Oppa, what do you think?”

“Right, you also think your sister looks cute in them, right, Cale?”

“Well, Lillian certainly looks cute and good in everything…”

“Wearing high heels too long is bad for your back and legs.” Tristan calmly offered his thoughts while still keeping his eyes on the communication device.

“Ignore what this old man says for now, kids.” Madelin said with a cheeky grin at Cale and Lillian.

Tristan finally looked away from the device to frown at his wife, “It is bad, though. You yourself don’t wear them very often. You’re even wearing your sleeping slippers now.”

“I still love wearing them from time to time! Besides, Lillian didn’t complain once about any pain! I wouldn’t make her wear them if I noticed she was even in the slightest pain, darling!”

“Then why is she refusing them now if that is the case?”

“Because Papa said it’s bad.”

“Huh? I’m the reason?”

“You lovely old man!! I knew it was your fault!”

Cale chuckled as Tristan put away the device and started bickering with Madelin, with Lillian cheering for the both of them, looking so used to it by now and even enjoying it.

Even though this is an Imperial family here, they still looked like any other loving family in this cozy small room, laughing and having fun together.

He was once again very aware of the vacant seat to his left, and he instantly felt a void in his heart. He looked down at the food, slowly turning his head to gaze at the night sky through the window.

  

He thought of how Rok-Soo always enjoyed the moments in this little dining room, even if he usually looks unbothered on the outside.

He lightly rubbed his upper arm as he crossed his arms. He wondered if it was him or if the air in the room was a bit cold tonight.

He missed Tristan and Madelin’s glances toward him as they kept talking.

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Cale walked in silence as he followed Tristan. He didn’t know why his dad came in the afternoon telling him to join him in a walk around the tower, but he didn’t have anything better to do, so he agreed without much question. Besides, watching the Empire with all the cities from the windows around in the serene corridors was really enjoyable to him; the sight was truly beautiful and showed how much Tristan worked hard as the new Emperor after all the mess with the Initial Inhabitants. 

‘Hm?’ He finally noticed where they were heading, finding the door very familiar. ‘Isn’t that… the main teleport room?’ He slightly flinched when his wrist was grabbed as they approached the door. “Um, dad…?”

He was kindly dragged into the round room and straight into the podium. He kept blinking as he tried to understand what was happening while Tristan pressed on the screen quickly and with ease, and the light surrounded them in seconds.

Huh?

“Where is Rok-Soo?”

He opened his eyes when Tristan suddenly asked the next second. He stiffened as he was met with familiar faces he had been avoiding, all staring surprised at him and Tristan…

“The Kitten Young Master is in his room, sir.”

Ron was the first to answer and soon put on his benign smile respectfully in front of the Emperor of the newly revealed Empire.

Tristan walked past everyone in the Villa without any response, with Cale still dragged silently behind him.

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“Human! Human!!”

Rok-Soo answered Raon with a sleepy hum as he was still too lazy to wake up and start the day.

“Purple Grandpa is here!!”

And Rok-Soo suddenly sprung up with his poker face as if he wasn’t asleep a second ago, sitting still with his slightly messy hair. ‘Tristan is here? Why? Did something happen?’ so many questions flooded his head all of a sudden as he couldn’t recall one time when his dad visited the Villa; it was always in the Henituse mansion whenever he paid a visit or the Royal Palace for meetings with Alver, so something must have happened in this case, right? Is it Cale? Did something happen to Cale?

And two knocks came from the door shortly after.

“Rok-Soo, I’m coming in.”

“Y-Yes, Dad!”

Raon looked confused when Rok-Soo’s voice sounded weird as he answered just now and hurried to get up from the bed.

Rok-Soo ignored how his voice cracked embarrassingly and braced himself for bad news, but he froze in place when the door opened, revealing Tristan and…Cale, with Ron standing behind with his vicious smile.

“Well, good to see you're wide awake.” Tristan commented with a shake of his head at his lazy son standing before him like a statue with his pajamas and bed hair. He walked calmly while still dragging Cale with him, sitting down on the couch. Crossing his legs and arms, Tristan turned to Rok-Soo, who was still standing in his place. “Come sit down.”

Ron looked amused as the older redhead almost jumped from his place to sit down as if he had teleported within seconds.

Rok-Soo sat straight, looking down with his stoic face. ‘Is dad upset with me? Did I make a mistake after all? Was the way I approached Cale wrong? Is dad here to scold me?’ He, however, calmed himself by thinking everything should be all right if he apologized properly, and Tristan would understand and calm down, right?

Cale sat straight and kept looking a little down, feeling a bit betrayed by his dad after he was told to hide in the tower for as long as he wanted, and now he suddenly found himself seated before the very person he had been avoiding for nearly a month. No, it hadn’t even been a month yet!

Ron was amused by the two brothers’ father from their past life sitting on the middle couch and wondering why the two were so tense and scared like they expected to be hit any second now. Ron thought again the Emperor was indeed the two redheads’ father after all.

The old assassin butler closed his eyes and put a cup of tea in front of the Emperor, finding joy in how the glare looked similar to the two brothers’ at times.

Tristan stared at the tea for a moment before picking the cup at last, “Go ahead and talk.”

Everyone around waited in silence. The kids looked between the two redheads. Choi Han, Choi Jung-Soo and Sui Khan stood by the door with Vicross, feeling the tension in the room yet couldn’t help but find the situation a bit humorous. 

“I’m sorry, hyung.”

Finally, the younger redhead broke the silence, sounding small and unlike usual…

Rok-Soo looked at his dongsaeng, who, despite looking regretful, forced himself to look him in the eyes.

“I’m sorry. I really…I really didn’t mean any of the awful things I said that day.”

“…I know.”

Like everyone, Ron had a fond smile as he looked at his Puppy and Kitten Young Masters making up and being themselves again, as simply as that, and the one who made this meeting happen so easily was now casually sipping on lemon tea in the middle.   

“Hmm,” Tristan frowned slightly at the tea before looking up at Ron, “Your tea is disgusting.”

“…pfft,”

The two redheads tried hard to contain their laugh at their dad's abrupt remark.

“Hoo,”

Rok-Soo stopped immediately at the vicious sound from the old butler and quickly straightened his back. Cale coughed quietly and looked at Ron, still struggling to stop himself from laughing, “Ron, Dad is trying to tell you to take everyone outside and give us a moment alone.”  

Ron looked at the Emperor, who raised a daring eyebrow with the cup still in his hand. “Yes, sir.” He closed his eyes with his benign smile, still looking amused as he moved to lead everyone outside and closed the door silently behind his back.

“Now, talk like the good siblings you are.” Tristan took another sip with his eyes closed, making the two redheads slowly calm down and take their time to understand each other.

It took less than half an hour for everything to be cleared up at last.

“Goodness, you two really are still kids, huh?” Tristan sighed between the two, and they looked down, feeling sorry for having dragged their dad into their silly fight when he had his hands full of matters regarding his Empire. “Rok-Soo,”

Rok-Soo slightly flinched, “Yes?”

“Next time you notice Cale acting odd and find it hard to stop him from bathing in reports and work, you can tell me, and I’ll deal with it immediately.”

“…yes, Dad.”

Tristan nodded, still sipping tea, “And Cale,”

Cale hesitantly looked at his dad, “Yes?”

“It’s always better to talk to someone if you feel bothered by something instead of dealing with it alone. Rok-Soo and I are always ready to listen anytime, got it?”

Cale slightly looked down as he felt Rok-Soo’s eyes on him. “…yes, Dad.”

“Good,” Tristan nodded again, sighing next, “But seriously, this tea is gross, yuck.”

“……”

Rok-Soo and Cale looked at their dad, then at each other, holding back their laugh.

‘Right, Dad also hates sour things, especially if they contain lemons…’

They were almost sure Ron gave Tristan the cup, secretly enjoying the grimace the famous intimidating Emperor was doing his best to hide.

Tristan soon returned home and completely forgot to explain to his sons that Madelin went to the Henituse family for a ‘friendly’ talk, but he shrugged and focused on his work anyway.

[sadlynotthevoid]

I want to read an og AlbeCale fic where someone or something doss Alberu with an aphrodisiac. He manages to get away but passes out near Cale's house (or crash right to his balcony), who nurses him. Not smut involved, because og!Cale A) it's not going to do that with a drugged person, and B) for some reason knows a lot about poisons— aphrodisiacs included— and their cures.

So, basically a sick fic, except Og!Cale has to hide the sick person until he recovers. Plus, they have to plan how to catch the culprit.

Maybe the house where Og!Cale is at that moment (and therefore, where Alberu crashes) is the one at the capital. Maybe he went to pick up Bassen or maybe in this AU Bassen, Lily and Og!Cale went all at the capital together.

Maybe there was a swordmanship competition/event that Lily really wanted to go to. And og!Cale decided to accompany them because Lily will go alone if not.

Maybe Violan came too because og!Cale just got injured a few days ago. (Deruth cries bitter tears over his paperwork. He can't join his family and leave the territory unsupervised from suddenly).

Maybe they eventually find out and the talk that follows leads them to discover about og!Cale's act. Whatever shenanigans he stumbled into when pretending to be trash and all that this implies included.

All of this happening through Alberu's eyes, who is absolutely confused but so warm. He was drugged as fuck when he ended up here. He felt horny and dizzy and wanted to cry, but this guy here just treated his fever and waited until he woke up. He gave him water and asked a few questions. Then he got him medicine, telling him exactly what it is made of.

He even was careful when giving him meals, making sure nothing would react wrong with the poison on his system.

Cale Henituse, the person rumored to be trash, was more kind and considerated in a pair of days than most nobles can expect to be in their whole lives.

After witnessing the conversation between og!Cale and his family, Alberu realizes that he is just like that. This is not special treatment nor pity. This is who he is when his mask doesn't reach to cover him up fully. It's just a part, but is more than most people get to see.

Soft and warm.

Once Alberu heals and can go back to his palace, he still comes to visit og!Cale many times.

[inked-night]

Mercenary of the Count’s Family

Deadpool + Trash of the Count’s Family

Wade W. Wilson transmigrates in the novel "Birth of a Hero" after making a deal with Death, however, due to the interference of the God of Death, his soul is transferred to his old body.

Right in the middle of the war in the Henituse territory!

In addition, he does not possess the necessary information or memories (White and Yellow believe that nothing he knows is relevant) to provide a logical explanation for the unexpected turn of events. Therefore, he decides to create a formidable and chaotic spectacle to end the annoying distractions (He later notices that Kim Rok Soo and his allies are petrified by the massacre he carried out in front of them).

And then, he is forced to join the group under the excuse that they could bring peace to this world.

Sure, he doesn't complain too much because he gets money and delicious food, but still, he's uncomfortable by the looks of Count Deruth and the butler Ron. Who end up giving him a long talk about the dangers of his carefree attitude or his reckless actions (He takes a little pride in noticing his incredulous faces when he explains matter-of-factly that he cannot die due to the factor regenerative healing it has).

He also has this childlike fascination and amazement when looking in mirrors, incredibly happy to see that his face and body don't have the horrible aftermath of Ajax's experiments or the constant deaths he suffered during his second life (No one is happy when he narrates each one of them…it just feels wrong, even if he does it with humor).

Cale obtains his equipment and weapons thanks to Death, therefore, he must be in constant vigilance (Kim Rok Soo, Choi Han and Ron assimilated in the worst way that the opposite suffers from depression and has voices in his head that he longs to silence when he is overly frustrated).

Sometimes, he likes to show off his ability to teleport from one place to another (He never explains that it is due to the time travel device he took from Cable).

He's trying to get used to putting his suit aside, however, he spends so much time wearing it that he jokes about feeling “naked” in front of everyone when he's not wearing it.

He spoils the three children that Kim Rok Soo adopted so much that he ended up being named "The World's Kindest and Best Uncle" (He'll be sure to rub it in Cable's or Logan's face if he sees them again).

Choi Han manages to get too close to Cale, gradually lowering his defenses to comfort him in his hardest moments (No one dares to speak of the affectionate way in which they begin to act or the "discreet" kisses that the Korean gives to the chaotic redhead).

Talk too much? Everyone agrees that if Cale wants to talk, he can, even if his talk becomes messy or absurd (Most of the time it's Kim Rok Soo and Choi Han who get the references he drops).

[idontknowmyownmind]

Puppet Cale AU

Cale died young, around 4 or 5 years old.

Jour is so heartbroken she made a puppet of him. Each year, the puppet adds in numbers. It's like she watched Cale grow up.

An AU where Thames is not only involved with time but also puppetry. They have the ability to make a puppet that looks close to perfectly like a human. Unless you look closely, you will not realize that it's a puppet.

As long as Jour is alive, the puppet will remain moving and 'alive'.

Jour is alive until 'Cale' turns 18. She ran away from Henituse and lived in a remote area alone with her 'son' not long after Cale's death.

Before she died, she did a forbidden magic. The magic gives the current puppet (18 yo Cale) 'soul' without memories. Jour only gives Cale memories of her and him together.

'Cale' is alive and doesn't know that he is a puppet. The only thing about his memories is his time with his 'mother' and no one else.

Yes. Cale lives as 'human' while in reality he is not.

Jour gave a seal on Cale's 'mind' which made him immediately forget about anything mentioned or related to him being a puppet. It's like his mind being rebooted automatically if there is a mention of /him=puppet/.

The seal also makes him forget his interaction with anyone else if they don't interact again for three days. If the time limit is up, when he meets them again, they are strangers again.

Since he is a puppet, he will not age. He lives in a contage where he and his 'mother' live. Taking care of other puppets (him with different appearances and size).

If he is attacked by outside force, as long as the part is not broken or shatters and only disconnected, they will reattach themselves. When it happens, Cale doesn't think of anything and act normal (as if it's normal for him and only him).

As if it's not registered in him that he is a puppet.

Cale doesn't bleed.

The only way to 'kill' Cale is to destroy Jour's heart. Yes, even though her heart is no longer beating, her heart is the key to Cale's life. It's like the media for the forbidden magic.

The heart in her dead body is fake while she hides the real one so no one is able to find it. So no one will be able to kill her son.

Oh, the side effect of the magic is, Jour's body will not rot. But the moment Cale dies, her body will crumble like sand.

For a miracle, Cale's puppet body can contain Ancient Power. But the more AP he collects, his movement becomes more stiff.

Fortunately, he only has the Annual Rings of Life. However, somehow, the AP is present stronger in Cale's hand. He is not only able to see the rings, but also the fragments of life and fate of the living beings.

The only fragments he can't see are when it involves him.

Cale also possesses the power to track down Hunter. His range is as big as Henituse territory. In between his 'life', he hunted the Hunter that was close to his vicinity. No matter whether they just pass by or stay for a little bit. In two years, he already hunted 4 Hunters.

Since I just have to have Roksoo and Cale in one, I'll still include Roksoo.

The one who got transmigrated is not only Roksoo but the Soos (including LSY and CJS).

Since there is no OG!Cale to make the deal, it's the deal between GoD and CJS. They also regressed into their younger bodies. (Since I don't know the age gap between the three of them, I'll make them follow how far Roksoo regressed. Roksoo is 18 here)

The timeline they regressed is the same if Roksoo transmigrated into Cale's body.

Let's say that the Henituse take them in.

Only Roksoo and CJS know about TBOAH. So of course it confused them to no end when they found out about Cale Henituse's death at a young age.

Everything, more or less are the same. When it's time for Roksoo and companies to hunted Hunter, GoD suggest Roksoo to asked help to someone mysterious.

He doesn't say anything more than that this person will be a big help in his hunt. They need a lot of effort to find where exactly this person lives.

The Soos, three kids, and Eruhaben found this person's place behind a waterfall in a wide area layered by multiple magic from illusion to actual barriers.

Imagine their surprise when they found out Cale Henituse, at the age of 18 while he should be 20 IF he is still alive.

They also weirded out with how his place is decorated with puppets of him, red flowers, old books and potion/poison bottle, and pictures of him with a red head woman.

This Cale seems to not know anything outside his life here.

Somehow they manage to persuade Cale to help them.

Honestly they feel weird and iffy around Cale, but he is their only help. Raon and Eruhaben feel something weird surrounding this 'human' but they can't put their finger on what it is.

This redhead fascinates Eruhaben and he wants to observe and study him more closely.

Imagine the shock of Deruth, Ron and Vicross when they see who the Soos party bring with them.

Someone resembles their deceased little boy if he is given the chance to grow up.

I forgot to add, Cale is Cale Thames here.

Another information, Cale can't leave his home for too long (or more like too far apart from Jour's heart) that the effect of the forbidden magic will weaken.

They found out about the puppet body when they faced off against a stubborn Hunter.

They literally panic and almost lose their mind when one of Cale's arms cutted off. But the object of their feelings just brushed them off and told them to finish the Hunter.

When they finished, they immediately went to check Cale just to found him standing there holding his whole arm. And that's when they realized that Cale is not bleeding.

They literally watch Cale bring the cutted joints closer and watch it reattach themselves. And Cale act as if nothing is wrong or weird.

At that moment, Eruhaben got his answer. This 'human' is not human, but rather a puppet. And the family he knows that involved themselves in puppetry is only one.

He didn't know how he didn't connect the dots after he heard the name Thames and saw red hair. The Thames family is a family that has existed since ancient times. They are a dangerous family that the reason for their demise is because of their power in time and puppetry.

Eruhaben stops them from questioning Cale and gives a sign that he will tell them his finding. At night, when they have a meeting without Cale, Eruhaben tells them about things he is sure about.

Roksoo asked Ron for confirmation as he was there when the former countess and Cale still lived there. Ron confirmed that, indeed, the former countess made a puppet of 4/5 years old Cale before she disappeared.

Never did he think that the countess would keep making another puppet to match the young master's age if only he was still alive.

And somehow, 'Cale' is not aware (or made to never aware) of his status as a puppet.

Roksoo thought hard and deep and found out that he doesn't mind or care if this Cale is not even human. He is already attached to this person who calls him hyung (and he knows that CJS and LSY also think the same).

No one brings up this topic anymore.

Not long after that, Raon frantically told Roksoo that the funny human is weird. He didn't move or blink or talk at all when he went to get him.

And true as said, when they went to Cale's room, they found him slumped unmovingly. Like a puppet who got its strings cut.

Roksoo asked Eruhaben to find out what's wrong since he is the only one who has more of the knowledge of Thames and their puppetry.

Eruhaben wreck his brain until he remember some information about the puppet who got a 'soul' and the media of it and how they can't part away for too long.

They then bring Cale to his home, which needs five days worth of travels, and lay him on his bed and wait. Nothing changes. But they keep waiting there. The next morning, they found Cale 'alive' like nothing's wrong before.

But what breaks their heart is how Cale seems to forget who they are and all the time they spent together.

This is a silly idea. Why do I even think about it...

What if, rather than something unnoticeable, Jour disguises her heart as something oblivious and it's in plain sight?

For example, something breakable in Cale's house like some decoration.

And the reason it breaks is not something grand or heartbreaking but rather because of a silly mistake.

The kids playing around, accidentally nudged the heart and shattered it.

And the moment it shattered, nothing weird or anything happened.

Only Cale suddenly fell down and became nothing more than a puppet that lost its strings.

[darksunabove]

Allcale's day post

So, there is a international day of love (the equal of Valentine day) in the western continent. Cale either doesn't know about it, or he does not care enough to pay attention to remember the exact day.

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That day arrives and he's so confused. Why is everyone acting different from normal? He wakes up and his lemonade tea has lemon hearts on it—vicious, but at least it is sweeter than normal. Choi Han appears in the middle of his way to the eating room with some beautiful flowers. Cale is glad that Choi Han seems so happy, but he doesn't completely understand why he's showing him the flowers with an expecting gaze? However, he tells Choi Han that the flowers are lovely and that he maybe should put them in a jar with water. Choi Han smiles brightly as he goes to do that.

Beacrox's food is kind of unusual; however, it is as delicious as always with some new recipes that Choi Han must shared with him.

(Somehow it tastes so much better than it must be.

It feels...quite nostalgic.)

Later, Cale receives chocolates from Alver. There are some cookies too, but mostly chocolates. He looks oddly at his hyung-nim through the communication orb thinking that Alver might put him to work. It doesn't happen, which is weird, still a relief. And hey, he isn't going to complain about that.

Alver is not the only acting weird, though.

Eruhaben lends him some jewelry, exclaiming that he doesn't need them. Mary gives him a teddy bear that she bought in a small store in the Henituse Territory. Raon, Ohn, Hong, Lark and other wolf kids present him many different drawings (with few letters) about him and their family in general. He doesn't reject them, he is trash, but not that trash. Not when all of them are glancing at him with such expression.

Many allies leave gifts at his door. Rosalyn appears from nowhere to give him so many magic artifacts that will probably make his life easy. At sunset, Kage, Bud and Taylor invite him to drink with them while proclaiming that they will pay for all the drinks. Cale finds no reason to decline.

The list goes on.

(He tries to not remember what Clopeh did, that crazy bastard built a statue of him in the capital of Paerun Kingdom. Cale didn't kill him at that moment because at least he received so much money from Clopeh after that.)

At the end of the day, Cale can't help but think, 'Am I missing something?'

On his mind, the ancient powers can only sigh at the obliviousness of their child.

[constellation3fanfic]

A theory of mine about og!Cale henituse (a.k.a now,kim rok soo) like almost Each ancient power in <The brith of a hero> had a owner except the shield right? Atleast until the 5th volume so what if later in maybe During/after henituse territory war cale gets the shield like I mean cale may have learned swordman ship before 8yrs old but the gap between back then till now is more than 12+ years so no matter how talented he maybe but it would have been impossible for him to fight against kinghts so maybe he somehow he obtains shield like moments before the war (idk how he knows about the ap tho) and thats how he survived since the shield was not that strong to protect the whole territory and once cale mentioned that the shield priorities the owner life over Everything so what Yall think about this?

[asexual-levia-tan]

i think it would be really funny if cale's group was getting anxious over how well he blends in with other worlds, and how much the various leaders of other worlds try so hard to keep him there. like, "what if he decides he likes that treatment better and stays there?" or something

meanwhile cale's thoughts in every small moment of downtime are about how he wants to go home (roan, henituse territory, super rock villa) SO bad and how he hates it here (literally any world thats not nameless 1)