#resurrection spell

[theunvanquishedzims]

D&D&Diamonds

Concept: Since diamonds are a required component of a resurrection spell, and there are a lot of people the rulers of the world don't want alive, the sale of diamonds of a certain size, grade, and value are heavily monitored and restricted.

Owning such a diamond and being able to flaunt it in jewelry and clothing is not just a show of wealth, but also power. In many courts it's a sign of favor of the king, and some monarchs make a point of gifting diamonds to their greatest supporters. Some wealthy couples exchange diamond rings with their wedding vows.

Diamonds are at much greater risk of theft. Some people would do anything to save their loved ones from death, and to counter this stealing diamonds carries a much higher penalty, typically death if the diamonds are spell-grade. If a thief is contracted for a job and discovers diamonds in the haul, either the price goes up exponentially, the thief disappears with the bag, or the diamonds are stealthily returned before the night is out. It's also considered justified in the underworld for a thief tricked into stealing a diamond for a spellcaster to kill them. Rubies, pearls, sapphires, gold, all fair game, but DIAMONDS? I'm not risking my neck for your girlfriend what got herself killed eating the wrong mushroom, mate.

Scammers are also quite common, sympathetic aristocrats who were happening to travel through and are touched by your loss, wizards who happen to have the necessary components, and this is a genuine diamond, yesiree, no glass or crystal here! In some cases they are real diamonds, just not spell-quality, and the seller has skipped town by the time you get a certified wizard to perform the resurrection who will tell you it's not up to snuff.

Lots of ideas, but I really think in a world where the difference between life and death is a single stone, having one is going to have much bigger implications than it does in our world.

[aikoiya]

LoL - Realistic Ressurection Mechanics From a Storytelly Standpoint

Let's start off by saying that, in my hc, the Resurrection spell used in LoL, narratively, is only something that works within 5 minutes of death. In this way, it's not actually a Resurrection spell so much as a Resuscitation spell. Like magical defib/CPR.

Beyond that initial 5 minutes, you're S.O.L.

If you do come back, it's as a vegetable.

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If you're dead for longer than 5 minutes, which is the amount of time it takes for your brain cells to start dying. Then, once your body starts decaying, that's it. Nothing short of a literal miracle can bring you back.

Well, unless the medimagist is able to induce regeneration upon the patient, but even then, it's very possible that even regenerating the patient's lost brain cells will still result in some memories being lost.

At the same time, even within that 5 minute time frame, something to keep in mind is the damage that killed them in the first place. It's very important that a medimagist fix whatever was wrong before attempting to bring them back because, if they don't, then they'll likely die again anyway.

Like, if they died of bloodloss, then it's very important to stop the bleeding first by any means. Whether by stitching the wound closed or by cauterizing it.

These are all things one has to keep in mind.

So, greater than 5 minutes, but less than 24-72 hours, depending on the person. This I the most optimal.

Though, there are some bodies that just don't decompose for one reason or another & they tend to have the benefit of a much larger window of resuscitation.

At the same time, freezing a body in an attempt to prolong the resuscitation window actually makes resuscitation much more difficult. It's still possible, but more difficult.

You can only be brought back between 1-3 times (beyond the 5 minute timelimit), the difficulty of the procedure becoming higher & requiring more magic with each death, so upon being brought back, you can't overdo yourself or you could end up dying again almost immediately. Even then, it'll only work if the soul in question has the determination & desire to keep living. Without that, even performing the procedure perfectly (which is near impossible) will not bring them back.

Though, resuscitation within that 5 minute timelimit is something that can be done repeatedly, over & over again without much problem.

It's possible for someone to resuscitate a person (who's been dead for longer that 5 minutes) beyond those 3 times, but no one has yet to do so due to the level of difficulty & amount of magic required to do so. It's possible that adding more medimagists or healing magic specialists to the mix giving their magic might help, but again, there's only been, at most, 2 at a time in existence. So, it's just theory atm.

This is not something you can just do with healing magic (somamagy/corporamagy).

It requires dedication & deep study of both healing magic, medical science, chemtech, & alchemy. When these things are all paired together, it's called Medimagy. The medical branch of HexTech.

True Resurrection is literally the pinnacle of Medimagy. If you can manage to do this even just once, you are considered the best in the industry! Only between 1 & 2 people per every 7 centuries can boast this kind of accomplishment, at best!

If you can manage to do this consistently? You are automatically a fucking legend!

If you're just a doctor using HexTech, you CANNOT hope to ever perform True Resurrection. You MUST be a magicborn. If you try & you aren't, you WILL die & you won't even manage to accomplish your goal.

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It's also not something someone can just come back from & get back to their daily life immediately like in games. They especially can't just jump right back into combat. They try &, guaranteed, they will die again.

You are literally pulling someone back from the jaws of death, there's gonna be some fucking damage. The kind that's actually really dangerous to try & heal with magic blunt force all willy nilly.

Anything beyond a cat with a magical purr or a Susurrecorder is too much, too sudden for the body. A Susurrecorder is a HexTech device that can mimic a frequency range of 25 to 150 Hz, simulating a cat's purr, thus promoting healing; the HexTech Gemstone in the device mixes magic into the sound, thus producing low-level somamagic & sonimagic (sound magic) energy, thus improving the effects. It was the very first step in Medimagy.

So, there is definitely a long-ass recovery time to heal & rest. No getting up until they can breathe normally again.

It's an extremely difficult procedure involving fixing the main damage of organs (including the brain due to brain cell death) but, even then, they still need time to let nature take its course. And even then, it's best to be monitored by a doctor, healer, or Medimagist.

If death was due to internal bleeding, then one's lungs & heart especially can not be overworked, or they will just collapse & drown in their own blood again.

The procedure is useless if the Medimagist can't get the body to a point where it can heal on its own. So, depending on what the actual damage is, it can be quite the task.

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Those who have learned this technique are known to have both extremely long lives (between 2 centuries & a millennium depending on just how knowledgeable they are & that's just for humans), incredible self-healing & regenerative abilities (so long as their magic is full), & an immense amount of physical strength due to the amount of magical energy in their body.

So, think Senju Tsunade & Haruno Sakura from Naruto.

This often results in female Medimagists, specifically those skilled in Myomagy (muscle magic), coming out looking quite like a mix of Tsunade & Luisa from Encanto.

The True Resurrection Procedure is also immensely magically & physically taxing, so expect exhaustion afterwards. Be sure to have an experienced assistant there to catch you should you faint like a damsel.

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[gaiainthejourney]

At first, I thought I had fucked up the spell in a horrible way, as I was forced to relive the worst traumatic even of my life. Then, in a flash of lucidity, I realised it made sense: the only true dead thing in me was the trauma I had unconsciously tried to remove. For years it had lied there, under the dirt and dust of my memory, unbeknownst to me, like a decomposing corpse. Now it had arisen from its grave, and come back to torment me.

As my mind and body were forced to experience that terrible event once again, I lay down in terror, not knowing what to do, or when and if it would end. Luckily, everything in this life must come to an end, eventually. Good things, yes, but also the bad ones. Including resurrected bad ones, apparently.

As the horrible vortex of appalling feelings, images and sensations ebbed away, I swore to myself that I would never do that again and I would stop experimenting illicitly at the witchcraft academy. However, as the days passed, and I slowly recovered from that terrible re-experience, I felt a sense of peace pervading my body. I noticed I was much calmer than before, less tense, less anxious. I wasn't afraid of simple things anymore, such as meeting new people that might end up hurting me, disappointing someone I care about, or failing one of my exams. I felt stronger, empowered, and my heart felt lighter.

Eventually, I realised that was because I had finally faced my trauma, and its rotten body wasn't silently decomposing and stinking my mind anymore. Yes, virtually reliving it hadn't been a pleasant experience, but it had been therapeutic, and now I was free from the influence of my past.

One day, I wondered why the teachers had forbidden us to cast a resurrection spell on a living person without giving us any explanations. Maybe it was true, what my Muggle sister always said. Maybe wizards and witches should also study Muggle subjects, such as maths, science and psychology, in order to use certain spells more effectively and not label others simply as "dark arts".

Your teachers always warned you to never, under any circumstances, cast a resurrection spell on someone still alive, but refused to elaborate why. Today your curiosity got the better of you.

[dunmeshistash]

Can you think of any obvious contradictions in the lore?

For example, there are descriptions of how dungeons work, in particular that they need a Lord to prevent collapse, that seem to be written from an omniscient narrator's perspective. But that claim is clearly contradicted by Thistle finding the tomes in the Island Dungeon. Which at that point seemed to be more 'dormant' than 'collapsed'.

I don't think that part is a contradiction! There's a few dungeons in the process of collapsing that don't have Dungeon Lords so the collapse isn't immediate, Mithrun approaches the dungeon that he became a lord in thinking it was collapsed/inactive only to be pulled by the demon, I imagine Thistle's dungeon was in a similar situation.

Here's two examples of how it's described

"on the verge of collapsing" "since it's still functioning, if barely, it's believed to have a lord somewhere"

"since it hadn't had a lord for a long time, it was believed to be nearly collapsed"

So I don't think they collapse right away as was the case in the Island (that one I'm pretty sure collapsed immediately because it was spilling into the surface and the demon was defeated)

It's hard to call something in dungeon meshi a straight up plot hole cause the contradictions are in the text itself and part of the story, we learn that thing works x way only to later learn it actually works y way only to later learn even more details (I'm talking about ancient magic) so since the mismatched info is plot accurate I can't think of many contractions that don't make sense with just a bit of excuses.

The one that puzzles me the most and that I think was a retcon is what Tansu says in chapter 19 and repeats in chapter 22

He talks as if this was something unique to this dungeon? But resurrection is said to be possible in every man-made dungeon, maybe in chapter 22 he's talking about specifically the immortality curse on the residents of the golden kingdom but idk how he'd know about that? Or maybe there's something more specific to how the souls are attached to bodies in this dungeon idk that one really puzzles me

There was other stuff I felt like were retconed (but in a way that makes sense) but I don't really remember what it was right now... oh yeah the half-elves having rounder ears and Fionil being a half-elf feels like a retcon but that's not a contradiction

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Steve wants this clear, on-the-record, absolutely fucking crystal, okay?

It was not his intention to snoop through Eddie’s shit.

It’s not even a ‘respect for the dead’ thing. It’s just a ‘be a decent dude and don’t go through another dude’s personal stuff’ thing.

So like. Just to be clear.

It does not start out the way it…ends up.

——————

How it does start out is this notion that gets stuck in Steve’s head about the fucking gravestone they’re putting up. He hates the idea of it being installed over nothing, just plopped atop grass and dirt and just, just…nothing.

Almost like they’re saying Eddie was somehow nothing, and when the overall notion hits on that thought specifically Steve has this simultaneous urge to break a window and vomit, and it’s just, it’s not—

He needs to find a way to curb that feeling.

He hates it enough to mention it to the others, who don’t get it. At all. Maybe because it’s Steve, and they don’t think he knew Eddie enough to be this…this. Maybe because it’s Steve and that’s not Steve’s role, is it? Having the feelings. And if Steve was in a clearer frame of mind, maybe he’d be able to wonder if the people he’s asking just can’t handle what he’s asking, can’t process more of…any of it, not right now.

But he’s not. In a clearer frame of mind. He can’t process, either, beyond the kind of fucking all-consuming need to not bury nothing under Eddie Munson’s name.

So he buys a casket. Anonymously, uses his dad’s business card. Ships it to the place he knows is doing the stone, there’s really only one option in town and maybe they’ll be confused, or maybe they’ll be pissed, but Steve makes sure when it arrives that it sits on their doorstep, moves it in the night when it gets dropped after hours: unavoidable. Unignorable. Black on the outside and red on the inside, but Steve moves it all by himself and it’s still too light. It’s still empty. It’s not quite nothing.

But fuck if it’s enough.

The only two people he’s tried to broach the subject with—or who’ve heard him in the process—and who haven’t brushed him off are Robin, and that’s because she’s his soulmate, and they haven’t slept without one another in arm’s-reach at the absolute most since they lost—

Well. Since.

The second person is Eleven, and she’d just overheard Mike scoffing and Dustin blinking silently, and Steve had known when to leave a battle that couldn’t be won because it wasn’t even gonna be fought, but he had caught her with a crease between her eyes. Her face scrunched all thoughtful. Listening.

And if nothing else: not dismissing.

So when the idea strikes—not manic, it’s not a manic sort of idea, maybe it’s close, like in the ballpark of manic but hotdogs and millionaires are also in the same ballpark at the same time, y’know, and they’re nothing alike so fuck you—but when the not-manic idea strikes to put something, something that means something, that carries literal and figurative weight, inside that casket?

He tells Robin, who looks at him with sadness but not with pity, and who asks how they’ll manage it, rather than trying to talk him out of it. He’ll never get over how lucky he is to have her; never learn words that live up to how much she means to him.

But also: it’s good that all she does is ask how. Because Steve actually has that figured out.

He heads to Hop’s cabin when he knows both he and Joyce are gone. He explains in simple but plain terms, the kind he’s learning El appreciates best and processes easiest, especially when feelings are involved. And these feelings she grasps without hesitation, and fills in Steve’s vague ideas with concrete plans, and it takes less than twelve hours to see them at Forest Hills, where the government still hasn’t moved that goddamn trailer to give anyone any semblance of closure but definitely finds the time and manpower to put up new tape around the scene whenever it’s tampered with, fuck those motherfuckers all over again and—

Right. Well.

It takes less than twelve hours for El to distract the guards with a very minor fire on the other end of the park and some suspicious-sounding chittering she bets right on piquing their attention, giving Steve and Robin the in to sneak around the barriers and find their quarry: the version of the Warlock that never saw the Upside Down, knocked to the floor but in one piece. Weighty.

Something that means something, to mourn in the ground.

Robin’s peeking out the window, checking if the coast is clear for them to jet, for Eleven to ease off and meet them back at Steve’s car to go back to their evenings like nothing ever happened, save for the guitar in Steve’s trunk and at her signal Steve makes to follow with said guitar slung awkward across his back but then something…something pulls in him. It’s not even a catch from the corner of his eye or some shit, no, he feels it in the center of his chest:

What if it’s not enough?

So he grabs as many of the books scattered on the floor around a cracked and quaked-apart shelf in the corner as he can fit between both arms, all sorts and shapes and sizes, and then he’s ignoring Robin’s raised brow and crawling as quiet as he can back out of the trailer, out of the half crime scene, half quarantine zone, and running for the trees to get back to where they parked.

El’s waiting for them, and as he drives, honestly?

Steve thought he’d feel better about things, now. He thought this would start to calm that nauseous rage in him.

Maybe once it’s in the casket. Maybe once he feels the heft of it as a real thing.

Maybe.

——————

It would probably be logical to think that it’s the weight of the guitar that makes the shift, that turns the tides.

But that’d actually be a goddamn stupid thought because nothing about any of this—this town, what lies beneath it, the war they’re fighting the battle they lost, Steves fucking life now at large—none of it is logical, Jesus Christ. The guitar. What a fucking dumb idea.

Because it’s the books, of course.

It’s the goddamn books.

Because the guitar helps but it’s not enough. Steve tried his fucking hardest to lift Eddie’s body, had him in his arms but the gates were closing, the rope half-assed at too short after he’d cut Dustin off and with all of their wounds even Robin and Nancy—both with more upper body strength then you’d think—were basically fish in a fucking barrel and Steve was in worse shape but fuck if he didn’t get them out, get everyone out but—

He’d been the last, with Eddie. He’d felt the heft of that body, too cool against his chest but not cold, not yet—not dead weight, not dead weight, he was a person, he was this incredible person Steve was only just getting to know and he was, now he was—

No one had been unscathed to the point of being able to help Steve up. Steve had had the kind of shocking sort of clarity for being ready to stay with Eddie as the gate sizzled and narrowed, no man fucking left behind, right, but for the screaming growing ever more shrill for each failed attempt Steve made at holding Eddie different, at trying to get up and over the threshold together to no avail: he made the call the rest of them were screaming of him to make, despite the messiest fucking tears:

Leave him. He’s already gone. You’re not.

He knew how much Eddie weighed to carry, is the point. And the man was a lanky fucker with a little more build to him than first glance gave away but still: the guitar does barely half the work of filling the void.

Though the exact void Steve’s trying to fill might be…it might be more complicated than just the fucking casket not being empty.

But the casket does need more than just the instrument.

He sorts through the books he grabbed blindly; they all must at least be ones Eddie liked but…The Lord of the Rings. There are three of those, right? I feel like there are at least the three, and there are three right here that look so well loved they can’t not have meaning; Steve wanted to read them. He won’t be quick enough to read these copies, though, and that does feel like such a fucking loss, and that’s the point, isn’t it?

The grave can’t be empty. It can’t be meaningless. The marker’s meant to bear the loss.

They’re big, like, thick fucking books—one of about a hundred reasons why Steve hadn’t picked them up before. And no, he’s not…he’s not going to dwell on the why behind the way he lets his fingers flip the pages slow, stop here and there and drag the nail-tip across a line, a paragraph, wondering what some of the words mean, what Eddie would have thought of them, if he were here to ask—

There needs to be more weight. He shoves the trilogy to the side and grabs for…oh.

Oh, these are the…manual. Thingies.

For the dragon dungeons.

He lifts one, tests it: not as heavy. But there…there are a lot, and—

And Steve’s opening them too, flipping slow just the same: wondering. Wishing he could have a running commentary alongside that boundless energy even in the face of the end of the world, maybe because of the impending doom of the end of the goddamn world and Steve, walking shoulder to shoulder with him in those fucking death woods, he, it was, they—

“He was right,” Steve remarks, and realizes belatedly that it’s the first words he’s said to Robin where she’s flicking through a stack of books much quicker than him, clinical: all about the weight for the casket but Steve’s stuck on a page that takes him back to a conversation he heard only half of, the kids trying to catch Eddie up, trying to describe what they all call demogorgons and Eddie muttering under his breath about how that sounded absolutely fucking not like a demogorgon, and there a drawing right here, black and white and:

“They look nothing like they do in the game.”

Robin meets his gaze and still—somehow—her eyes are sad but they don’t pity him. Not yet, at least.

He’ll take it.

“Nothing in these is even really, like, connected,” Steve mumbles as he flips, flinches at the marked up pages on Vecna, Jesus fuck; “or workable,” he looks at the Mind Flayer and cringes, feels the urge to hide those pages from Robin even if she isn’t close, then decides to play it safe for probably irrational reasons and tosses the book to the side and grabs blindly for another one, oh cool, this looks like…spells and shit: “like, none of this looks apple,” Steve bites his lower lip, the word he’s looking for a little fuzzy when he’s scanning over the words on the page, because they’re, they’re not; “not even applicable, y’know, in reality,” but that’s vague, they’ve set foot in more than one reality, so does that even count as a caveat anymore but then, but then—and what they fuck is his heart pounding all of a sudden, he’s just sitting down, that’s not; but then;

“Or else, not for the Upside…”

His voice gives, peters out. His pulse is thick in his throat. He’s staring so hard at nonsense, at fantasy, at, at useless pretend things that won’t change anything, won’t fucking help, and why does it all hurt in his chest so fucking much and—

“Right?”

He looks up and Rob’s already got eyes on him. He can’t imagine how he looks. His vision’s a little…blurry, and it doesn’t even feel like it’s from tears, which…it does feel like it should be—but she might have crossed over to watching him with pity, now. He wouldn’t be able to tell.

But either way: Robin knows him, down to the cells. She knows the question he speaks out loud isn’t the question he’s asking. He’s not asking for reassurance, or confirmation. He’s not even asking her an opinion. He’s sure as shit not asking for permission.

Because he’s dizzy. His heart’s pounding, and he’s fucking dizzy, and it’s nonsense, it’s not real, it’s all a stupid game and the names don’t even match—

But. All of it was real. In some way, it was real.

It’s not an exact science, not a perfect match: it never was. But that wasn’t the point. It was a roadmap. It was a way to process the unfathomable enough to get from point A to point B.

And looking at the words on the page where his fingertip is drawing a long below: he can’t…not wonder. And if he’s already set on wondering, then fuck, fuck—the rage in his chest is easy, his heart doesn’t feel so squished and his might not sick up his lunch for the first time after trying to eat more than a peanut butter sandwich from the community hub. There’s something in this. It’s what he’s been searching for. He reads the words again, again, and again and yeah, they’re absurd, they’re absolutely insane:

RAISE DEAD

But maybe…maybe they’re a roadmap. Inexact but…but up to the task. What if.

They can’t not…try.

Steve will not live with himself if they don’t try.

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A review of Mashle's second light novel (Mashle: Mash Burndead and Resurrection Spell)

A general review:

This light novel was co-authored by Hajime Komoto and Hoshi Kiyoko so it cannot be considered a Komoto's work. However, I still consider it sub-canon considering Komoto probably had to supervise it right?

It is a light read. All the short stories are simple stories with minimal action and conflicts so they are rather slice-of-life. However, they can be fun and interesting because we barely see many of these characters in the manga so it is nice to see another side of them and watch them deal with their problems. The short stories are all choose-your-own adventure so you will be able to choose what path each character will take.

There are five short stories in this light novel, focusing on Brad Coleman, Wirth Madle, Rayne Ames, Lemon Irvine, and Dot Barrett. The characters that appear prominently in these stories are Lance, Finn, Abel, Abyss, Love Cute, Margarette, Tom. Some other characters that also appear are Wahlberg and Sophina (in Rayne's story). If you want to see more of these characters, I highly recommend getting on Amazon JP and buy this light novel. If you don't know Japanese, Deepl is a good option to translate Japanese into English or any language of your choice.

Underneath, I will be giving a summary of two of the chapters of the light novel for those who who are not afraid of spoilers. I also translate some small sections in Rayne's short story for those who are interested.

Chapter 1: Brad Coleman and his observation work

Like the name, this chapter mainly focuses on one day of Brad Coleman watching over Mash and his friends (Lance, Dot, Lemon, and Tom).

The story starts with Brad hearing a report about an armoured knight showing up. Because the place this armoured knight appeared is a cream puff shop, Brad connects this with Mash. Thinking to himself that if Mash's inability to use magic gets exposed, his plan of success in life will come to nothing, he decides to go out.

After encountering the knight (who is later revealed to be Dot), there are some branching paths you can take. You can take many branching paths as the story progressed. However, if you choose a wrong path, Brad will be back in his office and won't be there to observe Mash and his friends have fun.

It is hard to describe all the branching stories but basically, Brad tries to make sure Mash and his friends stay safe and have a good day. He makes sure that Mash gets to the destination to meet up with his friends either by ordering other police to push him or use cream puffs as baits.

Brad orders the shop keepers of the places where Mash and his friends play to give special attention to the group so they can have a good time. In one of the branching path, he even orders other police officers to catch anything of suspect nearby and lies to them that this is because a child of someone special is playing there. That branching path will lead to a bad ending, however, as Brad himself will be captured because he throws his cigarette butt on the ground.

During the course of the story, Brad keeps telling himself that he does all this just for his plan. However, it is obvious he cares about Mash and wants the boy to have a good time. There is some wistful thinking on his part in the good ending about youths having fun and some bitterness about not having experienced such a happy time during his student years.

Chapter 2: Rayne Ames and one day of being a Divine Visionary

To all Rayne fans out there, this story can be quite interesting. And if you are a fan of the Divine Visionaries, Sophina appears. Sadly, Kaldo does not appear, though I read these light novels just so I an catch some glimpse of him.

From this story, it is apparent that Rayne's life is very busy. He gets off at work at 17 o'clock and is happy that he doesn't have to do overtime. However, when he returns to Easton, Wahlberg has some tasks he needs Rayne to handle. Rayne needs to feed his rabbits in two hours so you are only allowed two hours to handle all the tasks.

The three tasks he needs to do are:

Learn the destruction of the "Magic Reversal Mirror".

Learn about the animal that appeared in the bamboo grove

Answer an interview that will be published in the new student guidance pamphlet.

For the Magic Reversal Mirror, obviously Mash is the one who destroyed it so you are given the option to talk with him. Mash admits to it and apologizes for his action. Then when Rayne is about to leave the room, the door is opened and Finn comes in and says, "Brother! Please wait!".

You are then given two options: listen to what he says or I have no business with my brother. I will ignore him and leave the room. If Rayne ignores his brother, only 10 minutes will pass so less time's wasted, yay! If he listens to what Finn has to say, however, Finn will only say something in defense of Mash.

I will translate a small section here because I feel bad for Finn.

Looking down at Finn who was drawing back a little as expected, Rayne said coldly.

"I fully understand it."

"Eh..."

"You are wasting my time."

Saying it over his shoulders, Rayne Ames left behind both of them and quickly left room 302.

"...Brother."

The door closes to shut away the strengthless voice.

Because of his fault, 20 minutes passed by.

I feel so bad for poor Finn in this and am kinda mad at Rayne lol. Rabbits are important to him but 10 minutes aren't a long time and Rayne should not have acted as if Finn was a waste of time.

If Rayne goes to the bureau to ask about his predecessor, he will encounter Kaise Tsukkomi (Nerey Shawn in English), who says that the previous Director of Magical Objects was injured then retired. Rayne asked whether that person was injured by Domina and Kaise confirmed it. Then it makes sense that the mirror ended up in Cell War's hands.

Then if he goes to Abel's room to talk, he gains an ally in Abel.

After finishing this test, you can go on to the next task.

If Rayne chooses to be interviewed, you can choose his interviewer to be in black or white robe. If the interview is in black robe, it is Finn. They obviously have a very tense conversation and Rayne does a terrible job answering Finn's question about what animal he likes. So Mash shows up and answers it for him.

I will translate a small section because I like these siblings.

"I didn't ask you, Mash-kun."

"That is rude."

"Then, Mash-kun what do you like?"

"Cream puffs."

"Isn't that food!!"

What carefreeness.

The reception room somehow got filled up by a carefree atmosphere.

His brother was laughing out loud.

That brother who used to cried all the time...

I cannot remain in such a carefree place. I cannot destroy such a carefree atmosphere.

Rayne Ames quietly turned his back and left the reception room.

I can't with Rayne. -Cries- However, Fin's being an interviewer is actually a bad option. You are supposed to choose the other option and Rayne will be interviewed by Wahlberg.

To the next task, he has to find out about some animal. To find out about that animal, I recommend going to the library to research about the animal first because that is the only way to get the best ending. Then Rayne will meet Sophina!

Sophina leads Rayne to a shelf as huge as a castle wall. When Rayne complains about there being too many books because he has no time, Sophina just smiles and says,

"To be satisfied with knowledge learned in a short time. You will say act as you say, but I wonder whether those words are also cheap makeshifts and not worth believing in."

"...Ku"

Rayne can either choose to read a lot of books or only a few and choosing to read a few is going to lead him to the best ending. In that branching path, he only reads three books for children.

"Is it really okay for you to only read three books?"

Rayne gave his answer carelessly to a puzzled Sophina.

"I have no intention of becoming a scholar, I only want to solve the problem at school. Besides, because these are children books, important facts are written here. Zebra in hotter regions have more stripes, penguins' black and white colors are for camouflage in the ocean, pandas' black and white colors..."

"I have enough of animal trivia."

Though she spoke out a flat refusal, Sophina understood. Rayne cultivated an intellect at the top of the magical world, which was enough to make him the youngest Divine Visionary. He was surely the kind of person that only needed to listen one to learn ten things. Though he and children read the same thing, he gained vastly more information and content than them. While acknowledging him, Sophina was proud and confident that he would not be able to surpass herself who was worthy of the title of Knowledge Cane.

Sophina kept her expression unchanged, said "Goodbye", then she left, her long, black hair waving.

Later on, Rayne finds out that the animal in the bamboo grove is a kind of animal that feeds on dreams. The dream, in this case, specifically belongs to Mash.

After finishing these three tasks, Rayne goes back to his room, feeds his rabbits and has a great time. If he finishes any task unsatisfactorily, he will not be fully satisfied and thinks about it even when feeding his rabbits. If he fails to finish all the tasks in time, he is happy but his rabbits are super hungry by the time he feeds them so make sure to feed them in time!

[leresq]

Fox boy who hates everyone except the stoner skunk boy he rants to (they're very gay)

[ipswitch-ink]

Reid x Hunter! Reader 🖤

enemies or lovers trope.

Reader is trying to settle down with her family and have a semblance of a normal life, living with an uncle and her brother, while her dad and older sister are still on the road hunting. But of course the school has a haunting or monster or something and she has to do something about it, oh, and Reid Garwin (the cute idiot in English Lit) is a warlock! Awesome!

They are obsessed with one another and it shows, passionate and wildly loving one another and somehow think that they're hiding it from everyone...they are not. Everyone knows, his coven and her family, it's so obvious.

It's canon that he cannot flirt (at all) and Reader is pretty snarky, so they clash and bicker upon first sight and, oh, look at that, he can flirt when it counts! Because he's got her flustered and she returns the favor, both of them walking away from that first meeting so moonstruck and hating it so much.

He doesn't know she's a hunter, to be fair, he'd never encountered one. Ever.

She clocks him very soon after meeting him. Reader's got experience, she's met warlocks before, killed a few too. But she cannot stand the thought of killing Reid and doesn't know why, deciding it's because he's done nothing worth killing over and trying to ignore the thunder of her heart.

Eventually, it all comes out in a brutal battle, when he thought she'd done something to Tyler (she didn't, of course, Reader has a code here).

Reid and Reader try to fight it but, when they can't anymore, they stop hiding it, stop running, stop fighting, and start loving. And they don't care what anyone else thinks of that, this love is all that matters.

very "touch her and you'll burn" vibes.

He might be the warlock here but she knows WAY more them him about the supernatural, stuff he didn't even know. He loves reading through her journals and library, it's so freaky, and will eventually help her hunt...which is pretty shocking for some. But Reid has a clear idea of right and wrong and, if something is out there hurting innocent people, he wants it to stop. He's got a code too.

Beside, he feels better fighting with her rather than waiting at home and worrying.

Neither of them has had a "normal" life but Reid is more adjusted then her. He has a real home, she grew up moving from place to place, driving around and living in motels; his hands are clean, she's killed before; he's been safe and happy, she's scarred from her experiences. So Reid gives her some type of normal, movie nights and bonfires and homework and more. It sounds pretty boring but actually Reader loves it all.

Reader has nightmares and, when he realizes this, Reid helps her through them. He prefers to sleep with her, so he can be there to comfort her through them. But if not, she can call him and he'll talk to her until she feels safe.

Reid shows her a side of magic she's never known. Warlocks were the enemy for so long, Reader saw it all in black and white before Reid opened her eyes to the colors she'd been blind too for all her life. He changed her for the better.

The coven comes to like Reader...eventually.

Helps that she saved their stupid asses from something they didn't know how to handle. People like you more when you save them from being brutally murdered.

Her family does not come to like Reid, besides her uncle and one of her brothers.

But those two are her favorites in the family anyway so who gives a damn about anything else? Dad isn't the one dating Reid, she is and that's all that counts, taking up for him at once.

Reader always wore one of her Dad's old leather jackets. The last time they saw each other, it went missing and she figured he must have taken it back, a quiet rejection of her. So Reid gives her his jacket to wear, to keep her safe and warm. It's his job now, anyway, the old man certainly wasn't good at it. He'll do a hell of a lot better.

Passionate arguments turn into passionate making out.

He's jealous and she likes that a little bit, Reader likes belonging to something/someone that isn't bloody. Something sweet. So she doesn't mind when he chases some asshole off or makes it known who she belongs to.

Long drives together, music playing as they talk and argue and laugh and just find somewhere to make out and be stupid and in love.

Reader is always armed, always has weapons hidden in her home and car and he's...okay with that. Even goes as far to put protection sigils over her home and things in order to help her feel a little safer.

He calls her "honey" and she loves it. It's even her name on his phone.

Every time they go somewhere on vacation, something freaky happens. A monster hunting in the lake, a ghost haunting the hotel, a vampire lurking in the city, a creepy cult in the quaint little town. The few times nothing happens, they're almost shocked about it.

But eventually, they get something close to normal and, even better, it's happy. 

[sequesteredbhaalspawn]

Larian doing bull shit with God Gale not being able to heal Karlach's heart or cure Astarion's vampirism, because" interfering with bodies" isn't in within his domain.... when it literally is what all gods do when they grant their clerics healing magic?

I really wish Larian just gave a real reason for God Gale not doing it. And not just some bullshit that makes no sense.

[mukuharakazui]

the bg3 fanbase is funny as fuck in a bad way for primarily shipping gale, who is the most garrulous man you can imagine, with astarion, whom gale goes "uh 😐 not really looking to talk with you man" at when prompted for conversation, and not with wyll, whose party admission gets a "gale approves" and then they proceed to compliment each other 24/7.

update: i think ship wars are stupid as fuck + this is about something very different. a very notable problem not just among the general bg3 and d&d fan circles but among certain fans of this sort of fantasy genre as a whole.

[chimerafeathers]

there's an essay jumbled up in my brain about dunmeshi's beginning and how clever and deceptive it is as a sleight-of-hand trick that distracts the audience from the depth and scope of the worldbuilding and foreshadowing that's being set up the entire time by dangling zany characters and wacky dishes and biology fun facts in front of us, and how that serves to catch invested viewers off guard when those elements come to the forefront, but also how it works against it with other viewers wanting "more" and not seeing it because the plot bait isn't laid out up front

how people getting frustrated with the characters "not taking things seriously" is mirrored and refuted in the confrontation between Laios and Shuro. how the characters' attitudes aren't just a result of shallow low-stakes "comedy rules" where nothing matters, but are an extension of their personalities (Laios's nonstandard expression of emotions being offputting even to people he knows) and the world and social environment (adventurers being desensitized to death and injury because resurrection magic is commonplace). the way the party refers to "saving Falin" instead of "retrieving Falin's corpse," indicating that they still see her with full personhood, and how that phrasing leads to some readers/viewers believing that Falin is alive in the dragon's stomach, conscious of being slowly digested while the party carelessly fucks around "wasting time." how the weird tonal dissonance makes sense in-universe and yet is deliberately challenged more and more the deeper the party goes

all the character building and pieces of lore slowly weaving together the shape of the larger world, laying the groundwork for the major themes that will surface later. so much is right there in the "low-stakes" early episodes if you know what you're looking for (or pass the perception checks).

it can be so satisfying to see new viewers/readers pick up on the clues even in the earliest "simple" episodes, or notice new things and make connections yourself....and it can also be frustrating to see people dismiss oddities and dissonance as shallow or bad writing because they don't expect a "cooking anime" to have depth like that. why try to question and understand and peel back the layers when you don't expect there to be any layers?

why can't laios take things seriously for once?

[thatgirlonstage]

Holds Natsuki Subaru in my hands

[jonsnowunemploymentera]

A previous post of mine re Jon's resurrection has been doing the rounds lately so I think I need to clarify a few things (because some people seemed to misunderstand what I was saying - thought tbh I'm a bit surprised).

I was not - and have never - made the argument that Jon is going to walk away from his assassination (whether he actually dies or is just severely wounded) - with no ramifications. Obviously there are going to be many mental and physical changes. For one, he's basically become a human pin-cushion. And given that his heart will probably stop, we might see other things like his fingers and toes turning black. There's also a popular theory that he might lose an eye (to complete the Odin symbolism/parallel). Then we remember that he has been betrayed by his subordinates which is obviously going to cause severe trauma. Anger, hurt, and maybe even resignation will be emotions that he has to grapple with. And let us remember that Jon spent five books (but most of all ADWD) ignoring the magic within and around him. So that's even more trauma because he now has to come to terms with the magical changes within him. It's a lot to deal with. His chapters are going to be depressing af. I think most of us, and most of us Jon fans, can agree on this.

But here's the problem: recent fandom discussion re Jon's death has been very narrow and one sided. To certain communities, he has to turn evil or villainous. This view is actually what led me to making that post. Because there has been an uptick in bad faith arguments brought on by people saying "well my fave is held to an impossible standard so I have to make straw man arguments for why we should willfully misinterpret Jon's arc/situation to make him be the bad guy for a change". And this is so incredibly annoying because it achieves nothing except bring in even more bad takes re Jon. I didn't want to point any fingers and I won't do that here because I don't really believe whataboutisms will do us any good. Really, I'm more interested in dispelling the idea that Jon has to turn into some one dimensional, unthinking, evil zombie because that suits a few fans' narratives; and given that I'm a Jon Snow fangirl, I have to defend my boy here.

This is what led me to specifically calling out the idea that Jon will be Stoneheart 2.0 or like Varamyr. The Varamyr comparison was especially jarring because the argument I was going against implied that Jon would be like Varamyr morally. I don't think I need to go too much into why that's a bizarre argument that has absolutely no basis in the text. Before his death, Varamyr had be a local homicidal tyrant who had spend much of his life terrorizing the wildlings beyond the wall. He did not die, warg into an animal, and then go crazy. He was already severely messed up to begin with. So no, it makes no sense to compare him to Jon because they're on two opposite ends of the spectrum morally. Jon is not and will not turn in to a raping, murdering, maniac with no regard for humanity around him. In fact, the one thing that drives Jon's arc is having to make moral choices to do the most good for everyone. GRRM is not going to suddenly change that and turn him evil.

But we can use that ADWD prologue chapter to infer what could happen to Jon in other ways. Varamyr's chapter tells us that a warg who spends too much time in their bonded animal begins to lose himself/herself over time. And most people accept that Jon will become more "wolfish" by spending an extended period of time warging into Ghost. But here's the thing, we do not know how long Jon will be out of commission. And we do not know the rate at which one begins to merge with their familiar. So it also doesn't make sense to say that Jon will completely lose himself to Ghost because there's still so much that's up in the air.

Another thing that often gets overlooked is that there is a spectrum in regards to how resurrected beings function. There are those whose psyches are near permanently damaged and there are those who are relatively high functioning.

Ice wights - the most severe case of mental degradation that we've seen so far. They can hold a grudge (i.e. the wights that attacked LC Mormont) but we haven't seen them communicate or function in any way that's similar to regular humans.

Patchface - on the severe end of the spectrum. We don't really know too many details about what happened to him but the prevailing theory right now is that he is a "wight" brought back through the machinations of the drowned god. Patchface can't communicate normally so he has to do it in cryptic rhymes (which are most certainly prophecies). And let's remember that he had also been dead, with no place for his soul to go, for a few days before being brought back iirc.

Catelyn/Lady Stoneheart - closer to the severe end of the spectrum but I wouldn't say she's the most extreme case. She's singularly focused on getting revenge on the Boltons and Lannisters who were responsible for her family's downfall - more recently, her son's murder. Her body is severely degraded as well. But I wouldn't say she's on the same level as Patches just because the only reason she cannot communicate is because her throat was cut through. Still she can form thought, lead a group (the BWB), and if fan theories are correct about a RW 2.0 coming, she's even capable of carrying out semi-large scale conspiracy. But as I outlined in my previous post, Catelyn isn't doing the revenge thing because dying and being resurrected automatically turns someone into a "crazy monster". Catelyn, quite literally, watched the last of her line die right in front of her. And, she had also been severely depressed by her husband's death and the news of Bran's and Rickon's deaths prior to the RW. So as she was in her last moments, she was clawing her face with her own nails, screaming in anguish. Which led to her murdering Jinglebell!

Beric - pretty high functioning. Can lead a group of people, can fight, can communicate well enough with those around him. However, he cannot eat, sleep, his blood has turned back, etc. He also loses his memories. BUT let's remember that he was brought back several times which means that there were more adverse effects with each resurrection; and he became so tired of it that he gave his breath of life to Catelyn the minute he got the chance to. And Beric was not some unthinking zombie wrecking havoc across the Riverlands, killing everyone he could get his hands on. He did not lose his morality, nor did he lose his sense of purpose (well, he is singularly focused on carrying out the task delegated to him by Ned Stark). There's obviously a sense of loss (again losing human anatomical functions and also the memory loses) but he hasn't become some one dimensional character.

Coldhands - we don't really know exactly what brought him back (most likely COF magic) but he's relatively high functioning. Sure, he is like Beric in that he doesn't eat or sleep but he can think, he can plan, he can function mentally with little to no constraints. He's not going around murdering people willy nilly and being a menace to society. He is focused on doing something beyond the wall but we don't know too much about him. But we have hints that he is a skinchanger(!) and that could've helped him maintain his faculties.

Melisandre - no on page confirmation yet but the popular theory is that she is some form of fire wight (she doesn't need to eat, sleep, etc, like Beric and Coldhands). However, Mel functions as well as anyone else. And no, she's not burning people because she died - meaning that all people who die and are resurrected get really into human sacrifice. Mel's religion (and even background since she's from Asshai) is already heavily marked by these practices; just like Varamyr was already a morally degraded man before the ADWD prologue chapter. Mel is also decidedly NOT one-dimensionally evil, and GRRM has said before that she's his most misunderstood character.

As evidenced above, there's quite a few differences with the people brought back. There's no one-size-fits-all shoe for everyone. So no, Jon won't become Beric 2.0 or Stoneheart 2.0 or Coldhands 2.0 because that's just not how it works. He'll be his own being, something new.

But here's the thing, Jon is already different from all of these people in life. As @swordsandarms has had to point out multiple times (to a point where I'd imagine it's become quite the chore for them), Jon is a completely new entity by virtue of him being a magical being - something that neither Catelyn Stark nor Beric Dondarrion were. So even if we accept that they establish a lot of the changes that wights face, we should also make sure to point out that there is a massive difference between them and Jon. Saying that the effects on Jon are going be less severe due to him spending some time in Ghost is not at all saying that he'll get away scot-free. Pointing out that Ghost is not some savage animal but a direwolf who displays human-like characteristics and intelligence (that is quite ahead of his siblings) isn't saying that Jon will face no changes. You'll be hard pressed to find anyone in fandom who argues that Jon will just get up and resume life as usual.

And lastly, something else I want to call attention to is that we should be looking to already established precedent among other wargs and skinchangers. Because here's the thing, Jon's death and rebirth is going to be a massive event in the magical realm; I mean so many practitioners of different magic systems have seen it in some way or the other. From a Doylist perspective, Jon's death serves as a vehicle to bring him closet to magic. By the time he gets back he'll be a more practiced and powerful warg, he'll possibly be on the receiving end of more powerful and frequent prophetic visions, he could also gain the ability to wield fire magic (e.g., making his own Lightbringer a la Beric and as foreshadowed by his ADWD dream), and he's certainly going to become a fully fledged skinchanger. We know this last part to be true because of precedent set by Bran and Arya - Bran who had a near death experience and Arya who lost her eyesight - and I'd argue that we can throw Jojen Reed into the mix as well. So when we talk about the changes death will bring, we should also talk about these characters who obviously serve as foreshadowing as well.

(@daenystheedreamer gonna tag you for visibility since you tagged me in a previous post. Really sorry I didn't manage to reply in time but I think you deleted the post. Hope it's ok tho but long story short, you didn't misinterpret that post at all and what you said was exactly my point. But yeah, just letting you know that we're in agreement lol).