#the kingdom of elysia

[saphstories]

Chapter Four: Elysia

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Whatever Shadow had expected when he stepped through the Portal Ring, it wasn’t the long white room with only a singular archway on the farthest wall. Sonic snorted in front of him. “Nice digs. Coulda mentioned Elysia is a mental hospital.” The blue rat drawled.

Rouge rolled her eyes. “Don’t knock it ‘til ya see it, Blue. This is a Portal Bay; Rings entering Elysia are deterred here until the arrivals are identified and deemed as a non-threat. Standard procedure.” She pointed ahead, where a panel in the ceiling had slid open, and a sleek white camera ball on a white cable descended into the Bay to analyze the group. From the camera, a tiny green laser light focused on Rouge’s forehead.

“Name, rank, and travel party size.” A female voice requested.

“Dame Rouge the Bat, Knight of Elysia and Chief Officer of the Elysian Central Intelligence.” Rouge calmly replied. “Travel party size: unit, containing Officer E-123 Omega, the Twelfth and Fourteenth Divisions of the Elysian Knights, and seven Unknowns.”

“Officer E-123 Omega, Divisions Twelve and Fourteen of the Elysian Knights, please proceed through the Gate.” The camera commanded.

“Omega, head straight for my office and alert the Court that an emergency Assembly will be held as soon as possible.” Rouge ordered. “Alert them it is Code Black.”

“AFFIRMATIVE.” Omega strode forward toward the archway, then vanished into thin air once through it. Rouge snickered as the seven refugees jumped, eyes popping wide and jaws dropping, and it took Tom a moment to get Ozzy to calm down and quit barking as the Twelfth and Fourteenth disappeared under the arch.

“Relax; it’s a security measure.” Rouge chuckled. “The Gate is a literal doorway between the Portal Bays and the Elysian Ring Port; we just can’t see or pass through from this side without authorization. Can’t just let anyone in, you know.”

“Unknowns,” In the center of the room, a long white platform rose two inches from the floor, and the camera extended to hover over it. “Step forward onto the platform and state your names.” The camera ordered, and Rouge nodded encouragingly at the dubious looks shot at her.

Tom hesitantly climbed onto the platform with Ozzy in tow, blinking when the camera flew forward to float inches from his nose. “Umm…Thomas Michael Wachowski, and my dog, Ozzy.”

The laser point elongated into a full scanner, sweeping up and down the length of Tom and Ozzy, before closing back into the laser point, glimmering vibrant green. “Name: Thomas Michael Wachowski. Species: Human. Name: Ozzy. Species: Canine. Breed: Golden Retriever. Entry Status: Accepted. Welcome to Elysia. Please proceed through the Gate for further instruction.”

Tom hopped off the platform with Ozzy but hesitated at the Gate until Rouge waved him forward. “Don’t worry, Sheriff, I’ll see them through the other side.” The bat reassured. “Just tell your Guide you wanna wait for your family to come through.”  Tom bit his cheek and sighed, waved at his wife and kids, and vanished through the Gate with Ozzy trotting at his heel. Rouge expectantly raised her brow at the remaining immigrants. “Okay, next.” She prompted.

Sonic was atop the platform before anyone else could think of moving. “Sonic Wachowski.” He posed with one hand on his pack strap and the other on his hip as the laser scanned him.

“Name: Sonic Wachowski. Species: Mobian. Breed: Hedgehog. Entry Status: Accepted. Welcome to Elysia. Please proceed through the Gate for further instruction.” The camera hummed. Sonic zipped off the platform and through the gate, and Maddie, Knuckles, Tails, and finally Shadow quickly followed him without a hitch. “Seven Unknowns identified and accepted. Dame Rouge the Bat, please proceed through the Gate.” Rouge relaxed her shoulders and took one step through the archway…only for the tension to immediately return and cement her body where she stood.

The Elysian Ring Port—Elysia’s entrance and exit to and from the other dimensions—was in utter chaos. Normally calm and orderly, the long marble chamber was in total disarray. Mobians and humans alike rushed about in a frenzy, bumping and tripping over one another. Portal techs stood over their assigned Bays, sweating and stumbling over the control panels, and the guards that stood watch over the Port had tripled in number since Rouge’s departure for Green Hills hours earlier.

Rouge spotted her seven refugees hugging the wall several paces away from their Portal Bay and hurried over. Sonic glanced at her and pursed his lips. “Busy day today.” He noted.

“Is it always like this?” Tails wondered, his namesakes swishing behind him, twisting the hem of his ruined Minecraft tee between his fingers. Maddie reached down and scratched behind the kit’s ears.

“Reminds me of Grand Central Station.” Tom thoughtfully hummed, studying the high arched ceilings, gleaming marble floors, and warm golden trimmed walls. Maddie huffed a quiet laugh. The layout and cacophony of the Port did match the most famous railway in the United States, just on a much more compact and less grand scale.

But Rouge shook her head, bemused. “No, this is far from normal. I’m not-,”

“Dame Rouge!” Rouge turned, a frown on her muzzle, as a bespectacled beaver rushed towards them, flushed, panting, and carrying a large clipboard in his paws. “Ma’am,” The beaver cleared his throat and straightened his obnoxious yellow tie. “I was instructed to inform you that you have been summoned to the Assembly Hall immediately upon return.”

Rouge put a hand on her hip. “I’ll head over as soon as I get our new refugees settled.” She hooked a thumb over her shoulder towards Shadow, Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Tom, Maddie, and Ozzy. “It’ll only take maybe an hour to get them properly registered for the Refugee Relief--,”

“Ma’am,” The beaver interrupted. “The Court was adamant that you report to the Assembly Hall straightaway.” He leaned close and lowered his voice. “It's Code Black.”

Rouge swore so colorfully that Maddie slapped her hands over Tails’s ears, ignoring her youngest’s protests to glare warningly at Knuckles and Sonic. Shadow furrowed his brow as Rouge’s eyes snapped between the group of refugees and the beaver before shaking her head. “Alright. Send the Refugee Registrations to my office immediately—enough for six—and send the requests for the Sanctuary to perform the screenings as soon as the Court adjourns.” The bat waved for the Wachowskis and Shadow to follow her.

“B-But—Dame Rouge! We have policies in place-!” The beaver shrieked in protest.

“And as Chief of the Elysian Central Intelligence, I am overriding them, as is my prerogative!” Rouge snapped, her scowl so ferocious that the beaver squeaked and ducked behind his clipboard. “Now, send the requests and paperwork, Beaver! That’s an order!”

“Y-Yes ma’am!” Beaver yelped and scurried off, tripping over his feet and nearly dropping his clipboard in his haste.

“You lot, with me.” Rouge icily commanded. She stormed through the Port, the others hurrying to keep up as she marched for the far side of the terminal, where two guards—a badger and a falcon—stood on either side of a gleaming set of elevator doors. The guards regarded her company before nodding respectfully and allowing them entry. “Sorry, hons, but I’m afraid you won’t get the scenic route today.” Rouge drily commented, pushing a button on the control panel labeled with a silvery AH. Shadow pressed himself against the elevator wall, focused on the cool metal railing within his grip and the humming vibrations against his shoulder from the po-elevator’s motion. The black hedgehog stiffened when a chilled nose nudged against his fingers, and ground his teeth, gently batting the dog away from him. Ozzy stared at him, long pink tongue hanging out of his mouth and tail quietly thumping against Tom’s leg.

“Where is it you are taking us, Dame Rouge?” Knuckles demanded.

“Assembly Hall.” Rouge answered. “The Elysian Court is the governing body of the kingdom, and an emergency meeting has been called. I had planned on calling an Assembly after the six of you were registered and screened, but those plans are out the window now.”

“By the Code Black?” Tails assumed. Rouge nodded solemnly. “Which is what, exactly?”

Rouge opened her mouth, but the elevator halted, and the doors opened with a soft ding. The bat led the way from the elevator, but the seven refugees paused only a few steps beyond the threshold.

“Whoa.” Sonic breathed. For once, Shadow agreed with him.

The Elysian Court Assembly Hall was a thing of beauty and opulence; a spacious rectangular chamber outfitted with polished ivory walls and gleaming granite floors; golden banners depicting a phoenix rising to flight, wearing a tripoint crown on its head, draped to the floors from the ceiling, which shimmered with myriads of rainbows of lavishly stained glass that told a story none of the refugees understood, from the center of which a brilliant crystal chandelier hung. At the top of the Hall, on a raised stone dais, were three majestic gold and marble thrones, behind which was a wall entirely crafted of stained glass. The opposite end opened to a gorgeous stone balcony with a magnificent view of snowy mountain peaks and clear blue skies. Lining the Hall were ten seats built of deep mahogany wood and softened with pale golden cushions, five on the left, and five on the right, all facing the center floor—where a glistening square of crystalline glass edged with gold replaced the silver granite—, and eight of the ten seats were filled.

Nine pairs of eyes had turned to stare in varying degrees of disbelief upon Rouge and her company’s entry, and Tails reflexively curled his tails around himself. Undeterred, Rouge strode further into the chamber, beckoning her troop to follow. “Forgive the tardiness, I only just learned of the Code Black upon my return.” She dipped her head respectfully to the nine Court members, then beckoned the Wachowskis and Shadow forward.

“What iz ze meaning of zis, Rouge?” A blonde coyote—impeccably dressed in a sleek grey military jacket with golden epaulets on his shoulders, gleaming medals on his left breast, a ruby red scarf around his neck that matched the stripes on his black slacks, and buckled leather boots—demanded indignantly from his place beside the crystal square. A gleaming rapier hung from his left hip, while a set of daggers were strapped to his right. On his right breast shimmered a golden phoenix, identical to the one decorating both the Hall’s banners and the other eight members of the Court.  “Who are zey, and why have you brought zem here?”

“General D’Coolette, members of the Elysian Court,” Rouge sidestepped and brandished her arm to the refugees with a dramatic flourish. “Might I introduce you to Tom and Maddie Wachowski, their three sons: Knuckles, Sonic, and Tails, and their companion, Shadow Robotnik. The Guardians of the Master Emerald.”

Whatever ire that had previously existed within the Court vanished in lieu of stunned disbelief. “What? Dame Rouge, are you certain?” A pale lavender cat—adorned in a matching violet sweater dress, white leggings, purple ankle boots, and a singular ruby stone in the center of her brow—gasped, leaning forward in her seat nearest the thrones.

“Entirely, Princess Blaze.” Rouge confirmed. “Officer Omega and I arrived at their home in a humble little town called Green Hills on Earth, where we found the Black Arms on a rampage, and the six of them doing everything possible to keep the Master Emerald from being stolen.” She turned to the refugees with a glint in her teal eyes. “Guardians, allow me to introduce you to the Elysian Court, the governing body of the Kingdom of Elysia: Our Princess Regents, Blaze Sol,” The lavender cat studied the newcomers with curious amber eyes. “And Sally Acorn.” The auburn chipmunk seated across from her–dressed in a long-sleeved white top with blue stripes, a blue zip-up vest, black slacks with blue stripes, and blue buckled boots–inclined her head. 

“The commanding General of the Elysian Knights, Antoine D’Coolette.” The coyote furrowed his brow, frowning on his scarred muzzle.

“The Elysian Prophet, Master Scratch Fireheart,” A male otter with scruffy brown fur, large round spectacles, and a deep green sweater, tie, blue jeans, and shiny suede oxfords grinned brightly and dipped his head.

“The Chief Healer of Elysia, Sarena Grace,” A maiden hedgehog with long periwinkle quills twined into a thick plait over her shoulder, a long-sleeved lavender blouse, black pencil skirt, and lavender slippers waved with a friendly smile.

“Chief Officer Rotor the Walrus of the EORTA: the Elysian Office of Research and Technological Advancement,” A pale purple walrus with abnormally long white tusks, yellow goggles, a white lab coat over a black t-shirt, and oil-stained khakis hummed thoughtfully.

“Chief Officer Amy Rose of the EOCA: the Elysian Office of Citizen Affairs,” A bright pink hedgehog grinned, her short bob-cut quills held out of her face by a shiny red headband that matched her red halter dress, ivory jacket, and knee-high red boots with white stripes.

“Chief Officer Jewel the Beetle of the ETCC: the Elysian Treasury and Commerce Chamber,” An opalescent beetle in a tasteful pink business jacket and pencil skirt combo shyly smiled in welcome.

“And finally, last but not least, Captain Vector the Crocodile of the Chaotix Division of the Elysian Knights.” A bulky green crocodile with large headphones hanging around his neck, a thick black leather jacket over a grey hoodie that spelled ‘Team Chaotix’ across the chest, a golden choker, and black and gold sneakers held up a peace sign with a rumbling ‘Yo.’ 

Unsure of what was expected, Tom cleared his throat and bowed awkwardly, his family mimicking him. Ozzy barked and wagged his tail. Only Shadow remained erect, with only a slight dip of his head to convey his greetings.

Chief Sarena hopped off her seat and quickly strode to the newcomers, a concerned frown on her peach muzzle. “Rouge, if you all just came from a battle with the Black Arms, I should-,” She urgently began, but was waved off.

“I already put the requests through for full medical screenings, hon.” Rouge assured her. “If there were any serious injury, you would have been called to the Port immediately. You know that.” The periwinkle hedgehog sighed but glanced over the Guardians with analytical teal eyes…and seemed to do a double take when her gaze landed on Sonic, her jaw dropping slightly in surprise.

Sonic’s brow furrowed. “Um, you good?”

Sarena shook herself. “Yes, of course. Apologies.” She quickly turned tail and marched back to her seat, ignoring the puzzled expressions that followed her.

Antoine cleared his throat. “Now zat introductions are over, and we have established our guests are not in need of immediate medical attention, let zis Assembly come to order.”

An aura of solemnity descended upon the hall as Rouge dipped her head in acknowledgement and headed to one of the two remaining seats. Antoine regarded the seven refugees, then sighed and tapped a square watch-like device on his wrist. Seven additional chairs materialized behind Shadow, Tom, Maddie, Knuckles, Sonic, and Tails, with an additional cushion for Ozzy between Tom and Maddie’s seats.

“Amazing!” Tails eagerly poked at his chair, then hopped in with a cry of delight. “Nanite technology capable of instantaneous construction?”

“Any chance the nanite tech can instantly construct me a chili dog?” Sonic grinned, sloppily laying on his chair with his feet dangling over the arm. Tom glowered, grabbed his scruff—expertly avoiding the flaring quills—and righted him with a disapproving shake of his head. Sonic’s cheeks tinted rosy red and shot a glare at his snickering brothers.

“Unfortunately, no.” The walrus—Chief Rotor—sighed. “The nano tech is only capable of necessary construction and deconstruction; simple things the Court may need in Assembly, like extra chairs, papers, etc. I didn’t factor in things like food or drink in the original schematics.”

“We can be discussing ze wonders of your technology later, mon ami.” Antoine interrupted firmly. “We have more important matters at hand.” The coyote turned to face the gold-lined crystal tile and cleared his throat. “Nicole?”

At once, the glass shimmered with sparkling white light, and a transparent brown lynx with long black hair and black triangular markings beneath her glowing green eyes rose from the tile. She wore a sleek gown composed of royal violet ribbons, some of which fluttered off her bodice in an invisible wind, black leggings, and bare feet; golden hoops shimmered in each of her tall, black-tipped ears, identical to the golden bangles on her arms. A golden phoenix pinned her hair from her face. “General.” She intoned in a soft, but automated voice.

“Please display ze images received from Base 251 in Chun-Nan to ze Court, Nicole.” The General commanded.

A frown graced the holographic lynx’s figures, her ears drooping, but she nodded. “Yes, sir, General.” Nicole vanished, replacing own hologram with the images requested. The reactions were instantaneous.

Gasps and cries of distress and horror echoed through the Hall. Antoine’s expression dropped into a grimace before he turned to address the Court and visitors; the images of a cliff face soaked in blood and carnage, charred black with smoke and ash still rising into the sky, hovered above the glass tile behind him. “I have called zis Code Black to inform you of zis horrific development in ze war. Ze Black Arms have raided and destroyed Base 251; I immediately received ze distress beacon, but by ze time relief and reinforcements arrived, it was too late.”

“No survivors?” Chief Sarena whispered.

Antoine regretfully shook his head. “None at all. Ze Black Arms killed all soldiers who were being assigned there.”

“And what of the Scepter, Antoine?” Princess Sally demanded, leaning forward in her seat.

Antoine grimaced. The image changed to depict an ovular chamber of metal walls and floors…all awash dark crimson with three lifeless soldiers lying broken and battered in puddles of red. In the center of the chamber stood a broken pedestal, and all around were jagged shards of heavy white and violet glass and the twisted remains of tarnished silver metal. “What video surveillance the ECI managed to recover from ze attack… ze Harbinger known as Dark Oak led his army through the base and released ze prisoner Mephiles… and recruited him. Ze Black Arms have gained a zecond Harbinger.”

Stunned and horrified silence met Antoine’s report, until Rouge shifting uncomfortably in her seat caught the pink hedgehog’s—Chief Amy Rose’s—attention. “Rouge?” She pressed.

The bat sighed. “General Antoine, if I may have the floor?” Antoine frowned and nodded, the image of Base 251 vanishing as he took his seat. “I was made aware of the Code Black upon my return, but I had been intent on calling a Code of my own.” Rouge explained solemnly, pausing beside the glass holo-tile. “This morning, I received intel that the Black Arms would launch an attack on Earth…the first in decades, so I gathered my brigade and rushed to the Earth location provided: A small town called Green Hills.

“When I arrived on scene with Officer Omega, we found total chaos had taken over the town. The Black Arms were destroying the city itself, but we discovered that they had converged their assault on one specific location: the home of the Wachowski family, Guardians of the Master Emerald. Omega and I provided reinforcements but were overwhelmed by Insurgent Scourge the Hedgehog and his legions, and the rat managed to steal the Master Emerald right from under us. For their protection, I brought the Guardians here to Elysia.” Rouge gestured to Tom, Maddie, Knuckles, Sonic, Tails, and Shadow, upon whom all eyes fell. “Sheriff Wachowski, if you could explain the events prior to my arrival for the Court, the floor is yours.” She invited and returned to her seat, crossing her legs.

Tom glanced between his wife and sons, but nodded and stood up. He cleared his throat. “My family had planned a surprise party for my fortieth birthday today,”

“If it would be welcomed, Sheriff, happy birthday.” Master Scratch kindly offered.

The tension bled from Tom’s shoulders, and he nodded gratefully. “It was just after the initial surprise that we heard the explosion—I suppose it was the rift for the monsters, the Black Arms, to come through and ambush Green Hills…” Several minutes passed as the former sheriff relayed the horrors of the battle for Green Hills to the increasing alarm of the Court, until Tom finally trailed off with, “And that’s when Dame Rouge showed up.”

“Damn.” The crocodile—Captain Vector—swore under his breath. Tom dipped his head and reclaimed his seat, squeezing Maddie’s hand when she slipped it into his. “Shadow, how did you come to the battle?” He demanded.

Shadow crossed his arms. “I was passing through and saw the rift open. Those monsters were destroying everything and putting innocents in danger. I couldn’t not do something.”

“Could someone explain what the heck those monsters were, and what they wanted with the Master Emerald?” Sonic interjected. Knuckles and Tails nodded in agreement, Tom and Maddie looked expectantly at the Court, and Shadow cocked his brow.

The Court exchanged baffled and inquiring looks, as if silently debating amongst themselves, before Princess Sally stood up. “To answer your question, Mr. Sonic, you must first understand the history behind it. Nicole,” She called.

“Yes, Sally?” The holo-lynx reappeared in a flurry of pixels, her hands clasped neatly in front of her as she bowed to the Princess Regent.

“I’ll be telling the histories; could you follow along, please?” Sally requested.

“Of course, Sally.” Nicole agreed. “After you, Princess.”

Sally took a deep breath and gently fingered the golden bracelet on her wrist. Shadow, Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Tom, and Maddie each leaned slightly forward in their seats, eager for the answers that had evaded them all day, while the members of the Court exchanged grim frowns. Finally, Sally raised her head, a sharp glint in her blue eyes and a determined clench of her jaw. “As Princess Regent, it is my duty to ensure our subjects are well-protected, and ignorance of the great dangers that lie beyond our kingdom’s borders could mean a fate worse than death at the hands of our enemy.”

Nicole fizzled from sight, her image shifting to a truly ghastly form: a floating figure of charcoal black skin, three glowing red eyes with black slits, and two razor sharp horns on each side of its head. Long arms ending with gigantic three-fingered hands equipped with sharp talons hung to the end of its body, which lacked any form of legs…or even a nose or mouth on its face. Hanging loosely off its shoulders was a ragged blood red robe decorated with tarnished golden tassels, rings, and a long black cloak. Many members of the Court grimaced or shuddered, and Shadow felt a chill sweep down his spine and his quills rise the longer he stared at the image of this monster.

Sally glowered with contempt and disgust at the hologram, her muzzle curled in a sneer and her blue eyes icy. “Everyone in this room has been affected by the actions of this monster, this devil that seeks the destruction of the world to feed his insatiable thirst for death: Black Doom, who has led his Arms in a horrific war against the world for nearly two thousand years.”

I hope you enjoyed this chapter of Three Sovereigns! See you next Wednesday, 1/29, for Chapter Five: Allegiance!

[dreemurr-paige]

I put Elysia in a suit and KH Oathkeeper inspired hoodie :D

[faindessiness]

*sniff*......they...they are hholding hand

[stresslitzia]

More keykid content. for your enjoyment of course.

[elysia-nsimp]

Anyway here, ref sheet w text

Fun fact my peers knew she wasn’t a normal cookie so it became a running joke that she’s secretly Harry Styles lol

My buddy Aether even made an edit

[leilawanderingaround]

Having brainrot about Yandere Phainon again... I should go see my therapist.

"I will have to reject you, fair lady. For I already have someone waiting for me beyond this wall."

Phainon- the ever gentleman, kind hearted hero of Okhema has many suitors on his tail be it man or women but it is undeniable that he only has eyes for one person only.

This person is considered the biggest mystery of Okhema. They would occasionally catch Lord Phainon gaze ever so lovingly at a locket but would soon put it away after noticing he was being watched.

Even the Tribios were curious enough to ask him. The deliverer would only shyly chuckle, scratching his neck. "It is someone I left behind at Aedes Elysiae. I hope to reunite with her one day."

Hearing that they would pale and soon apologies. All people know that Aedes Elysiae was destroyed by the black tide. Its fate is left undiscovered to most people. Only a few people know what truly happened to Aedes Elysiae and the supposed beloved of the saviour of Amphoreus.

"Still mourning for her, deliverer?" While most of the time, Mydei would have knocked or raised his voice to announce his arrival. Today was quite different. To lock oneself in a room of the departed and forbid everyone else from going inside on the day of their death anniversary is quite rude. Especially when it's you.

The crown prince carefully picked the lock on the door before gently opening it to walk inside. Not wanting to affect anything that belonged to you.

"Mydei, sorry but I am not in the mood to banter with you today" Phainon said, still not turning from your bookshelf to face his friend-rival.

"Hm, not like I am here to fight you. Where is it?" Mydei shook his head. Now is clearly not the time for such a thing, even he knows that. "Her locket as well as her weapon. Aglaea told me you kept them, handed them over."

"Surely the crown prince of Kremnos would know better than to ask for something that is not his" Phainon still keeping that nonchalant attitude, turn around to smile at Mydei.

The crown prince has to stop himself from hitting the deliverer on the face. After all, they have promised Aglaea to not wrought havoc on a day such as this. "Well, it is not my kingdom that killed her."

"She is not dead" Of course that sentence alone was enough to anger Phainon.

Mydei let out a huff, crossing his arms "Right, right, as if being frozen in time, waiting for her death is any different than truly dying."

"Mydei, we have talked about this. Once the prophecy is completed, she can be rid of Oronyx's influence and return to Okhema. Let's not lose hope, my friend." Phainon said, lending an olive branch to the crown prince. A final act of putting down the flame of hate between the two.

"She does it all for you. Betray her god, sacrificing herself, and frozen Aedes Elysiae in time. To save your home, family and dear friend. I can only hope you return her as much as she has give, Phainon." Mydei said, reaching Phainon's side and took the bow near him- your weapon before walking out. "Priest of Oronyx, helping Kephale's soldier, how laughable"

Phainon watched as Mydei left the room, his hand held tight onto your locket "You don't have to worry. For her..."

"I'm willing to forsaken my tilte as the hero and burn Amphoreus down just to see her again..."

[starcurtain]

Another Phaidei Fic I Want to Read

It's the political arranged marriage AU but make it (ooooo) complicated~

Crown Prince Mydeimos of Castrum Kremnos was born under a dark star, with a prophecy of abject despair uttered at the moment of his birth: Mydeimos will be the last king of Kremnos. The city-state will fall, her people will be lost, and the glory of Strife entirely will fade into nameless oblivion. Year after year, the prophets repeat the same warnings: Mydeimos is cursed, and he will bring the downfall of their kingdom and all its inhabitants.

But no one in Kremnos knew just how cursed their prince was until the day the regent's war council convinced their king to do the unthinkable: If Mydeimos was sacrificed, perhaps their prophecy of destruction could be averted and Kremnos saved...

Only Mydei couldn't even die like he was supposed to. No matter how many times he was mortally wounded, the boy just kept standing up--not even Thanatos would take him. That glorious death in battle that all Kremnoan warriors were expected to achieve--even this most central aspect of Mydei's own culture rejected him.

This life of betrayal and total loneliness, with the promise of eventually destroying everything he knew and cared for, seemed inescapable--until one day, when Mydeimos had already passed the age of majority (and would have long since been allowed to challenge his father for the crown if it weren't for the despair prophesied to be his reign), a new vision was shared among all of their people's seers: There was a way to avert their kingdom's impending destruction and save their people. "Only the son of Aedes Elysiae can deliver Castrum Kremnos from the dark tide and restore the true king to her throne."

Aedes Elysiae is a tiny city-state with nowhere near enough military might to defend against a full onslaught from the Kremnoans. But the risk that the Elysian prince could be harmed--and all of Kremnos' future lost in the process--is too high to engage in a traditional war of conquest. Although it runs contrary to the Kremnoans' very natures, if it means securing their kingdom's future and hiding the truth of their foreseen fate forever, they will engage in any manner of subterfuge and political maneuvering necessary.

Namely, by using the threat of war to force Aedes Elysiae to surrender their crown prince to a permanent and binding political alliance. If the Elysians want to avoid obliteration by the military might of the Kremnoans, they will tie the destiny of their crown prince to the Strifewalkers' through blood and oath--a marriage to Kremnos' own Prince Mydeimos. In this way, perhaps the curse can finally be outweighed by the glory of a savior.

Enter Phainon: the pride and joy of Aedes Elysiae, the golden sun to his people, loved by everyone who knows him. Although his heart has always been soft and romantic, rebelling fiercely at the idea of marrying someone he's never met and doesn't love, there is nothing Phainon won't do to protect his people and his kingdom--even if it means sacrificing himself.

So Phainon agrees to leave his family and homeland behind, and makes the miserable journey to Castrum Kremnos to meet his destiny... as well as his new husband.

Too bad Mydei wants absolutely nothing to do with him.

Disgusted by his father's willingness to forsake Kremnos' sacred principles of pride and integrity by using underhanded tactics and falsehoods to force Aedes Elysiae's prince into compliance, Mydei refuses to even acknowledge his marriage to Phainon, let alone look in his fellow prince's direction.

Which wouldn't be a problem, honestly, if it weren't for the fact that poor Phainon is smitten within days.

When the Kremnoans were strong-arming Aedes Elysiae's king into giving up his beloved son, why had no one thought to just tell Phainon that Prince Mydeimos was so... so... upright and honest and brave and powerful and gorgeous and straightforward and humorous and quick-witted and honorable and also gorgeous? (Phainon thinks perhaps this last point should be repeated a few more times for good measure.) Truly, Phainon might have gone willingly if anyone had just thought to show him a portrait of his husband-to-be in advance!

While Phainon struggles to catch his own husband's attention and soften Mydei's seemingly unbreakable stone heart, Mydei struggles with his father's demands to keep his curse hidden, to not reveal the omen of destruction lurking behind this sham of a marriage. Though having to lie shreds every last tatter of pride Mydei has, if this prince of Aedes Elysiae discovers the truth, that he's been brought here solely to counteract Mydei's prophesied inability to reign, Kremnos' enemies will know it within the hour. A single weakness will be all the world needs to turn on the Kremnoans, to bring Mydei's terrible destiny to pass.

And... And if Phainon learns the truth about Mydeimos, about his curse, about how he is an abomination that not even death will accept, about the misery he is destined to bring, about the failures that are sure to come, about how he is hated by his country, his people, his own family--then Mydei will lose the first person who has ever smiled freely at him, ever wanted to walk beside him, ever spoke kind words in his direction...

There is no way Phainon would ever look at him the same again.

There is no way Phainon would stay.

And that would be cruelest fate of all.

(What Mydei and Castrum Kremnos don't know is that Phainon has a secret of his own: He's not royalty by blood in the slightest. He was a penniless orphan who just got lucky enough to be taken in by the castle and end up, through twists in his own destiny, to be raised by the childless rulers of Elysiae from nothing but the kindness of their hearts.

There is no son of Aedes Elysiae to save Castrum Kremnos from its fate--and the dark tide comes for all.

But visions bestowed by the gods must not be doubted. Perhaps the combined efforts of two lonely people--the one who forsook his own land for love and the one who could only be loved by someone from another land--will see the sun of Aedes Elysiae delivered to Kremnos once more...

And put a true and honest king upon her throne at last.)

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

{starter for @corazcnes with her Peach for the Main/Game Universe}

The Princess would hear that a knight from The Glade of Dreams was making his way to The Mushroom Kingdom to meet with her and Fernando. A group of five humans dressed in viking clothing would sound fanfare with horns. A knight clad in shining silver armor and a dark purple tunic would approach the throne. Another limbless, the knight would kneel before Peach and Fernando as he introduced himself

"I am Sir Rayelot. Knight of King Gorm. Bodyguard to the Princesses Barbara and Elysia. I have come to seek permission to court Princess Toadstool."

[pinkhairswagtourney]

please give a warm welcome to the 128 contestants of the pink hair swag tourney, part three !!

we have 57 new contenders and 71 returning competitors vying for the crown !! starting on 06/21/2023, we'll start voting to determine which of these pink haired characters is the swaggiest of all time !!

ROUND ONE MATCHUPS

PART ONE - 06/21 Iris Lovefeather - Tales of the Rays VS Lightning Farron - Final Fantasy Molli Pop - Candies n’ Curses VS Lily Tabacchi - Lily’s Well Yuyuko Saigyouji - Touhou Project VS Kasen Ibaraki - Touhou Project Madoka Kaname - Madoka Magica VS Aya Maruyama - Bang Dream! Vivian - Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door VS Anne Faulkner - Paradox Live Reona West - Prism Paradise VS Mirai Momoyama - Sparkling Prism Channel Crona - Soul Eater VS Chibiusa - Sailor Moon Satsuki Momoi - Kuroko no Basket VS Alice Asmodeus - Mairimashita! Iruma-kun

PART TWO - 06/22 Meninas McAllon - Bleach VS Neon Nostrade - Hunter x Hunter (1999) Shima Renzou - Blue Exorcist VS Szayelaporro Granz - Bleach Ln'eta - Sucker for Love: First Date VS Miyako Shikamori - Shikamori’s Not Just a Cutie Hot Pants - Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure VS Yasuho Hirose - Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure Sheena Murphy - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles VS Scary Girl - Total Drama Cleo - Dragalia Lost VS Amy Pile - Grand Chase Mashiro Nijigaoka - Hirogaru Sky! Pretty Cure VS Nodoka Hanadera - Healin’ Good Pretty Cure Rina Tennoji - Love Live VS Mei Hatsume - My Hero Academia

PART THREE - 06/23 Mizuki Akiyama - Project Sekai VS Utena Tenjou - Revolutionary Girl UtenaSakura Miku - Vocaloid VS Goku Black - Dragon BallRose Quartz - Steven Universe VS Bonnibel Bubblegum - Adventure TimeLilim - Puyo Puyo VS Harpy - Puyo PuyoUlala - Space Channel 5 VS Jerrica Benton - Jem and the HologramsKohaku Oukawa - Ensemble Stars VS Ramuda Amemura - Hypnosis Mic Sara - Tales of Link VS Meido - Heaven’s Design TeamNatsu Dragneel - Fairy Tail VS Marluxia - Kingdom Hearts

PART FOUR - 06/24 Popuri - Harvest Moon VS Lyla - Harvest Moon Ramsey Murdoch - Epithet Erased VS Yoomtah Zing - Epithet Erased Trixie Roughhouse - Epithet Erased VS Giovanni Potage - Epithet Erased  Estellise Sidos Heurassein - Tales of Vesperia VS Sophia - Stardew Valley Expanded Clover Field - Zero Escape VS Zizel - Witch’s Heart Nikki - Love Nikki VS Zero Two - Darling in the Franxx Nana Hiiragi - Munou na Nana VS Amu Hinamori - Shugo Chara! Maggie Pesky - The Buzz on Maggie VS Jinmay - Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go!

PART FIVE - 06/25 Reo Maruyama - Paradox Live VS Kazuichi Souda - Danganronpa Seraphine - League of Legends VS Violet - Arcane Jewelry Bonney - One Piece VS Koby - One Piece Perona - One Piece VS Shirahoshi - One Piece Minato Aqua - Hololive VS Himemori Luna - Hololive Mina Ashido - My Hero Academia VS Anya Forger - Spy x Family Kaoru Sakurayashiki - Sk8 the Infinity VS Nadeshiko Kagamihara - Yuru Camp Molly - Bubble Guppies VS Toadette - Mario Series PART SIX - 06/26 Hitori Gotoh - Bocchi the Rock! VS Mitsuri Kanroji - Demon Slayer Hinako Mishuku - Your Turn to Die VS Nao Egokoro - Your Turn to Die Riamu Yumemi - The iDOLM@STER Cinderella Girls VS Miyu Sakurada - Dig Delight Direct Drive DJ Sucy Manbavaran - Little Witch Academia VS Chuatury Panlunch - Gundam: The Witch from Mercury Ran - Urusei Yatsura VS Akira Kogami - Lucky Star Ilima - Pokemon VS Pastille - Starry Flowers  Kumatora - Mother 3 VS Amy Rose - Sonic the Hedgehog Setsuno - Toriko VS Genkai - YuYu Hakusho PART SEVEN - 06/27 Aubrey - OMORI VS Iris Sagan - AI: The Somnium Files Muku Sakisaka - Act! Addict! Actors! VS Tori Himemiya - Ensemble Stars Ribbon - Kirby VS Strawberry Crepe Cookie - Cookie Run Cotton Candy Cookie - Cookie Run VS Rambutan Cookie - Cookie Run Narciso Anasui - Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure VS Diavolo - Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure Yanagi Hanabusa - DREAM!ing VS Shion Mikekado - DREAM!ing Delta - Honkai Impact VS Elysia - Honkai Impact Kory Anders - Titans VS Gamora - Marvel Cinematic Universe PART EIGHT - 06/28 Sakura Haruno - Naruto VS Euphemia Li Brittania - Code Geass Kipo Oak - Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts VS Tom Lucitor - Star VS the Forces of Evil “Big” Jack Horner - Puss in Boots VS Princess Poppy - Trolls Machi Komacine - Hunter x Hunter VS Chika Fujiwara - Kaguya-Sama: Love is War Slurpuff - Pokemon VS Tinkaton - Pokemon Hilda Valentine Goneril - Fire Emblem: Three Houses VS Yae Miko - Genshin Impact Ortega - Pokemon VS Nurse Joy - Pokemon Tenebria - Epic Seven VS Tecna - Winx Club

[calisources]

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 : here are a list of 55 female names, 55 male names and 55 a song of ice and fire valyrian names and last names. You can do variations to the names and eveything because, you know fantasy, but I chose those that I thought sounded good. If this list is good, I found a generator for more fantasy names centered in ASOIAF for different kingdoms and lands. you don't have to give credit but please like or reblog if you find useful.

Male Names.

Kallias, meaning beauty.

Dimitri, earth lover.

Teivel, the devil.

Kaiser, Emperor or ruler.

Harvey, Strong warrior.

Lysander, liberator. 

Erel, angel and messenger.

Asael, made by god.

Laurent, the bright one.

Perseus, avenger, destroyer.

Chrysander, golden protector.

Zale, strength of the sea.

Cahir, warrior, battle man.

Magnus, great and powerful.

Nikolai, people of victory.

Kian, king.

Damien, to tame.

Micah, who resembles God.

Kaemon, joyful.

Arsenio, strong, potent.

Lucius, light or genius.

Loan, light.

Calix, very handsome.

Rowan, brilliant red.

Egan, little fire.

Adonis, lord.

Declan, full of goodness.

Arzhel, bear prince.

Thaddeus, courageous heart.

Alastor, vengeance.

Carden, wool carder.

Leone, lion.

Osian, little dear.

Ezekiel, strength of god.

Zion, highest point.

Asher, blessed.

Kratos, strength, might.

Zadkiel, righteousness of god.

Arwan, king of the other world.

Malakai, messenger.

Acheron, river of sorrow.

Elijah, the lord is my god.

Jace, lord of salvation.

Killian, little warrior.

Cyrus, the sun.

Deimos, personification of fear.

Bryson, child of a noble.

Conan, little wolf or little hound.

Maverick, independent one.

Lennone, keen.

Anteros, god of required love and defender of unrequired.

Denarius, silver coin.

Lorcan, little fierce one.

Ariston, excellent.

Vortigern, high overlord.

Female Names.

Naima, tranquil.

Freya, noble woman.

Alora, beautiful dream.

Danyi, sweet.

Juniper, evergreen.

Arcadia, adventurous.

Cora, virtuous.

Rosela, rose in italian.

Rhea, river.

Kyra, sun.

Solasta, shining, light.

Evangeline, messenger of good news.

Narcissa, flower.

Nyssa, new beginning.

Nyx, night.

Elodie, great fortune.

Gemena, intelligent.

Elis, god’s promise.

Irene, peace.

Samira, wind.

Melantha, dark flower.

Odeliah, praise god.

Aleyah, noble, elevated.

Sariah, princess of the lord.

Ilaria, happy and cheerful.

Odessa, long journey.

Jezebel, pure.

Brielle, heroine of god.

Emersyn, brave, powerful.

Marilla, shining sea.

Braelyn, meadow.

Enora, honor.

Sereia, mermaid.

Seraphina, fiery ones.

Kaena, praise.

Zenaida, of zeus, eternal life.

Isadora, gift of Isis.

Faera, bringer of gifts.

Fayra, gift of god.

Lilibet, pledge to god.

Orlaith, golden princess, sovereign.

Thalassa, sea or ocean.

Visha, deadly poison.

Sora, sky.

Leysa, defender of man.

Cassiel, angel of saturday.

Calia, beautiful person.

Aloisia, famous warrior.

Isleen, vision.

Elowen, elm tree.

Davina, beloved.

Elysia, from the blessed isles.

Gwenna, blessed ring.

Mairween, blessed rebellion.

Esmeray, dark moon.

ASOIAF Valyrian names.

Daenar Tarreos

Baesenyx Barreos

Jaererys Laeraellis

Tyraerion Laenaenor

Jacaegar Laeneneos

Gaedar Aglaeris

Raenor Gonnalys

Rhaegon Maentigar

Vimar Arnalys

Vahaegaron Nargyreon

Laegor Naeltigar

Aeron Taeltheon

Maerya Barnaris

Alyhna Caeneneos

Vysenera Naeltaris

Daessa Baelnaris

Baessa Rahmaereon

Haelera Veltheos

Saerena Arinarys

Alaenna Lenyreos

Elaessa Narnareon

Jaelanya Galgyreon

Vhaenys Dortalor

Saerera Raeldaerys

Visegon Goniar

Jaedor Gaelennis

Malaelor Maentheos

Rahaelon Baeltigar

Maerion Laergaris

Visegon Qargaeron

Vahaeron Arreos

Gaelyx Arlaeris

Garaevon Calnalys

Naelara Dalreos

Eraerla Raenlaeris

Daenenera Maenanyon

Haerys Narnalys

Hera Aergaris

Vysessa Qarareon

Elaerya Aerlaeris

Maeharys Malreos

Tahaenyx Rahiar

Aeganar Gaelralis

Balaevar Lendaerys

Daegar Valanyon

Gaegar Nohaellis

Matagor Vellaeris

Rahaemon Laendaerys

Daelon Aeraeris

Aerena Mallaeron

Daenelys Callaeris

Renaera Raelennis

Daenelys Dortheos

Raevor Daerlaeron

Bamera Caenennis

[robins-s0ngbird]

Hello, I'm robins-s0ngbird, but call me Serenia/Sapphire! I go by both~

You most likely recognize the name 'Serenia' from somewhere~ It's most likely from my roleplay blog @intergalactic-singer (which is technically my main according to tumblr, but this will act as my main!) for Robin from Honkai Star Rail!

All follows and likes will come from the Robin account, simply because I had 0 idea what I was doing when I made the account..

DO NOT send me donation links or asks, please. i do care, i promise, but i am a minor, i do not have the means to help you, and since i'm a small blog, it won't reach a lot of people.

I'm a Hoyoverse girl, mostly playing Honkai Star Rail, Honkai Impact 3rd, and the occasional Genshin Impact when my friends bother me to play with them. I also play Wuthering Waves, Cooke Run Kingdom, Cookie Run Ovenbreak, Zenless Zone Zero, and Brawl Stars!

Even with my somewhat busy life, I tend to learn all the lore in each game I play~ I also currently run 19 RP blogs across 7 fandoms, but they'll soon increase with my new obsessions.

List of roleplay blogs are here!

I mostly write small stories or my OC lore with my mutuals, which we often tie their lore together. I usually write whenever I'm bored, or someone asks me to write them something. I also send mutuals a lot of random stuff, from music to art~

My current obsession is Aventurine and Robin (plus their boyfriends!) from Honkai Star Rail (as you could probably tell from my username and graphics-) I also happen to have Robin as my main muse, but thats also not the point-

（。＾▽��） (robins-s0ngbird.carrd.co)

Heres my carrd if you need any extra info~! It has some of my mutuals on it, but a full list will be added later~!

Though my blog may mostly be tagless (because I tend to forget them-), heres a list just in case~!

General;

for friendship ~ For anything for my mutuals!

serenias snippets ~ Any random short stories/headcanons

serenias song queue ~ Any music/playlists I share

serenia shares art ~ Any art I reblog, regardless of fandom

Fandom;

beloved gem ~ Anything Aventurine/Aventio related because im very not normal

beloved songbird ~ Anything Robin/Robinhill related

angelic siblings ~ Any Robin post with Sunday in it

elysian realmkeeper ~ Anything with Elysia in it

fontainian actress ~ Anything Furina related

feixiaoposting ~ Anything Feixiao related. I love her sm.

riding the stars ~ Anything Star Rail related

across the sea of quanta ~ Anything Honkai Impact related

all across teyvat ~ Anything Genshin related

Honkai Star Rail;

I fell in love with this game, simply because I saw that it was releasing, and I needed a new game. I never knew that it'd become my main game and fandom I'd be in. I loved the character designs, the lore, and the writing behind it all. I even appreciate the Honkai Impact references since I started playing that too~!

I play on NA, and my uid is 601916942 :>

(also, beware of my Aventurine. just saying.)

Current Main: Aventurine, with a bit of Dr Ratio and Welt on the side~

Current Main Team: Dr. Ratio, Silver Wolf, Aventurine, Lynx

My Favorite Characters: Aventurine, Robin + Sunday, Boothill, Silver Wolf, Dan Heng/Dan Heng Imbibitor Lunae, Welt

Honkai Impact 3rd;

I decided to play this game because, I simply went 'I play Star Rail. I should play this too because its a honkai game!' and suddenly I love this game so much. I fell in love with the characters, the buildup, the worldbuilding, everything.

I still play on the American server, with my UID being 107786863 :3

Current Main: Senadina (sorry Elysia)

Current Team: Senadina, Helia, Coralie

My Favorite Characters: Elysia, Kiana Kaslana, Bronya Zaychik, Welt (again), Senadina, Griseo, Kevin Kaslana, Li Sushang, Shigure Kira

Thank you for reading~!

aventurine dividers at the beginning: @preydatory robin, boothill, and ratio dividers: @kaeyaphile

[saphstories]

Chapter Three: Defenders of the Emerald

(Index/Masterpost) (Previous) (Next)

Relief so great it threatened to knock him off his feet seized Sonic’s chest at the sight of his house still standing in one piece, seemingly untouched by the invasion. A grin stretched across his muzzle when he spotted familiar red and yellow blurs zooming towards home, but quickly fell once he saw just who had accompanied his brothers. “What are you guys doing? Get out of here!” Sonic yelped, green eyes wide with disbelief while skidding to a stop directly before the front porch, where Tom and Maddie stood with Knuckles and Tails. “You gotta get to the ranch!”

“No way, blueberry.” Maddie shook her head. “If Tails says that those…those things are coming for the Master Emerald at our house, then we’re going to do our part to defend it.”

“Your mom’s right.” Tom cocked the shotgun in his grip and smirked at his middle son. “Part of being a hero, kiddo. Now that the town has been evacuated, protecting the house and the rock is the priority. Comprende?”

Sonic looked between his parents and brothers, his family. Tom raised a brow, Maddie put her hands on her hips, Tails swished his namesakes with a thumbs-up, and Knuckles raised his large fists. “Comprende.”

Tails whipped out his Miles Electric and closely studied the holographic screen. “I don’t think they realize yet that the Master Emerald is here, but its energy signature…will be…oh boy.” The twin-tailed fox gulped. “If these readings are right, and I know they are, they’re coordinating in the town square now.”

“Which means they just realized the Emerald is here.” Sonic groaned.

“What Emerald?”

Sonic let out a shriek and bounced a foot in the air, quills and fur poofed out in fright, then whirled around and glared at Shadow, who was smirking devilishly. “Don’t do that!” He commanded, forcing his fur and spines to lay flat and pointedly ignoring the barely concealed titters behind him. Traitors. “What are you even doing here? Did you follow me? I told you to go to the ranch!”

“I don’t take orders from kids.” Shadow retorted, disregarding Sonic’s huff of protest. “And, from what I’ve heard, you’re going to need all the help you can get to defend this ‘Master Emerald’ from the invaders. You may be fast, Hedgehog, but is your speed enough to take down an army on your own?”

“So, you’re offering to help.” Maddie clarified.

Shadow nodded. “I’m quite fast as well, and proficient in combat. These monsters leveled the entire town in less than two hours. I doubt I’d want to see what they could do if they have this Emerald of yours.”

The Wachowskis glanced at one another uncertainly. After a moment, Knuckles strode forward until he was toe to toe with Shadow. His magenta eyes critically examined the black hedgehog, and Shadow met his gaze steadily. “The black hedgehog is correct.” Knuckles confirmed. “The Master Emerald is too powerful to be stolen, and against an army, we may not be enough. It is a poor strategy to refuse a warrior when he volunteers for battle, and given what destruction these monsters have already done to Green Hills, we shall need every able warrior that will.”

Tom slung the strap of his shotgun over his shoulder and leveled a steely gaze over his family and new ally. “We’d best get ready, then. If Tails is right as he normally is, then we don’t have much time.”

For the first time in three years, it was deathly silent at the Wachowski household. The silence before battle was almost deafening, but even Sonic knew better than to try and break it with mindless chatter. The blue devil glanced at Shadow, who stood a few paces away in the center of the front yard, garnet eyes narrowed and combing the tree line opposite the house for any movement. If Sonic listened close, he could hear Tails mumbling to himself on the roof—a scout in a makeshift crow’s nest—, and Sonic knew if he looked back, he would find the barrel of his father’s shotgun just barely visible through the upstairs window, the best position for a master marksman. Sonic’s fur prickled with unease at the thought of Knuckles alone on the back porch, but the echidna had assured him that—as the Wachowski Tribe’s strongest warrior—he would be more than capable of defending the back of their home on his own.

The Miles Electric shrieked and vibrated in Tails’s hands, and the twin-tailed fox’s stomach dropped through his shoes at the vast army encroaching his home on all sides. “They’re here!” Sonic squeezed his hands into fists, Shadow curled his lip, Tom pumped his shotgun, and Knuckles lowered into a crouch, each locked onto the monstrous figures hovering just inside the trees surrounding the house, their eyes glinting hungrily towards the defenders of the Master Emerald.

Shadow squinted as the army at the front of the house parted, and he blinked in surprise, then shot a deadpan expression at Sonic. “And you were going to mention an evil twin brother when?”

“Wha-?” Sonic’s gaze flashed to the assembled legion of monsters, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

“Nah, baby.” The pale green hedgehog shook his head with glinting ice blue eyes hidden behind a pair of scarlet sunglasses. “Evil twin? Please.” He scoffed and gestured to himself and his glossy leather jacket, bare chest riddled with jagged scars, ripped jeans, and black combat boots. “This hotness is a real Scourge.” He cackled and flashed a vicious smirk full of sharp fangs.

Sonic wrinkled his nose in disgust. “Another hedgehog? Seriously, how many fakers are there?” He complained.

Scourge put a hand over his chest and winced dramatically. “Ouch. Now that hurts, see?” He objected, the wounded expression fooling absolutely no one. “And here I was thinkin’ you folks were the friendly types.”

“Forgive us for not being so friendly when an army of ugly led by a faker who doesn’t own a shirt destroys our home.” Sonic deadpanned.

“That’s fair, I s’pose.” Scourge linked his arms behind his head, an easy grin of fangs splitting his muzzle, the picture of nonchalance. “And I’d apologize for that, ‘cept me and my associates here had orders to search the town, see. I mean, yeah, my comrades got a bit eager, I can admit that, but still. Orders is orders, so if you gots a problem, you can take it up with the Big Boss.”

“I’ll make sure to lodge the complaint with your HR department.” Sonic rolled his eyes.

“And clearly, whatever you’re searching for isn’t here.” Shadow added, his tone almost conversational, countering his stiff posture, like a cobra awaiting the opportunity to strike.

“Yeah.” Sonic bobbed his head. “So, you and your ‘associates’ can vamoose, report that and our complaint to your boss, and search elsewhere.” He sneered. “Preferably somewhere off-world.”

“Could do that, could do that.” Scourge mockingly tapped his chin. “Except, there is one place me and my gang haven’t checked yet.” His icy gaze pointedly slithered past Sonic and Shadow towards the house beyond them. “So, if you boys’ll allow my boys through, we’ll take a little look, and then we’ll be outta your quills. Whaddaya say?”

“Just what exactly do you expect to find in a suburban house in Middle-of-Nowhere Montana?” Shadow scoffed.

“Oh, not much, really. Few issues of Better Homes and Gardens, maybe a platter of chocolate chip cookies for the road…and a huge green rock capable of rewriting reality.” Scourge shrugged. “You know, the usual.”

“You’re insane.” Sonic retorted. “The only rocks are my mom’s wedding ring, and even though it rewrote Dad’s reality, I don’t think she’d let you make off with it. So, why don’t you leave Green Hills and never come back, because there’s nothing here for you.”

Scourge sniffed and strode forward until he was nose to nose with Sonic; all at once, the friendly nonchalance was gone, replaced with a sneer so frigid it would put the Arctic Circle to shame. “We’ve burned planets to get what we want, little blue. Razing your backwater town was nothing—nothing but a romp for the fun of it. So, let’s cut the chatter and get serious, hmm? Gimme what we want, the Master Emerald, and nobody has to die.”

BANG!

Sonic grinned smugly as Scourge’s attention snapped towards the house with a raised brow. “That was a warning.” Tom’s voice boomed over the yard, along with the thunderous click-clack of another round loading into the chamber of his shotgun. “The next one won’t be. Now, do as my son says and get the hell off my property.”

Scourge narrowed his eyes over the rims of his glasses and raised his hand, thumb and middle finger pressed tight together. “Wrong answer.”

Snap!

Sonic dove for Scourge, snarl on his muzzle and blaze in his eyes, but the green hedgehog side-stepped him and caught the blue blur in the back with his elbow. Sonic slammed to the grass but managed to roll away from the spikes of Scourge’s combats that aimed for his ribcage and onto his feet, raising his fists. Out of the corner of his eye, Sonic took stock of the utter chaos that had descended upon his home: Shadow was a black and red blur, using his speed as a counter to the large beast trying to flatten him with a gruesome war hammer, and while Sonic heard the distinct pops of Tom’s shotgun discharge, there were no bodies or blood spatter that accompanied bullets. Sonic ducked out of the way of a rebounding shell and used the momentum to try and sweep Scourge’s legs from under him. “Dad’s shots are useless!” Sonic shouted to Shadow, narrowly avoiding Scourge’s uppercut. “Watch for the ricochets!”

“Tell the Sheriff to aim for their heads and not their armor, then!” Shadow bellowed back and backflipped, swinging his leg hard for the monster’s face, and blanched when it caught his ankle in a rough grip and raised him to face it. “Oh, son of a-,” Shadow muttered and hurried to block the beast’s hammer that aimed at his face. “Chaos spear!” He snarled. The scarlet bolt obliterated the hammer into scraps. He kicked out at the beast’s dumbfounded hideous face and twisted out of its grip, landing ungracefully on the ground. “Chaos spear!” Shadow yelled, and the storm of energy projectiles knocked the monster into the trees.

The Wachowski front lawn soon became awash in black blood and scaled bodies from the invading army, but it hardly made a difference. While the numbers slowly dwindled, there were still far too many, and the Wachowskis and Shadow were already worn from defending Green Hills. Tom’s bullets only continued to ricochet even as he aimed for their heads as much as possible, but the tough scales were near impenetrable armor. Even Tails’s weaponry, lasers and grenades and projectiles, encountered the same issues as Tom’s shotgun. Slowly yet steadily, Shadow, Sonic, and Knuckles were driven back onto the porches by the progressing enemies, battered and exhausted but stubbornly refusing to admit defeat.

Inside the house, Tom raced down the stairs with Maddie on his heels, tossing his useless shotgun away from him and checking the ammunition of his sidearm. “Wait, Mads.” He pulled his wife away from the front door and into the kitchen.

“What are you doing?” She demanded as Tom lifted his pant leg and revealed a small revolver holstered to his ankle. “Tom!” She protested when he shoved the weapon into her hands.

“Mads, listen to me.” Tom cupped her cheek, eyes soft but expression firm. “I’ve gotta help the boys, but I need you safe. Get down to the basement,”

“Don’t even think for a second that I’m going to-,” Maddie snapped.

“Madeline!” Maddie snapped her mouth shut and Tom smirked lightly. “Listen, okay? Get down to the basement and take cover there. We can’t leave the rock unprotected. If they get past us and into the house, get out of sight. Take whatever shot you can if they come down the stairs. Just remember they’re all armored up heavier than a juggernaut. I’ll come get you when we drive them off, okay?”

“You’d better, Thomas Michael Wachowski.” Maddie ordered. “Or I’m coming after you.” Tom huffed a laugh, kissing her quickly, then Maddie was alone, and the back door slammed shut. She cleared her throat, checked the revolver’s rounds just as her husband had taught her, and hurried down the basement staircase.

“Father!” Knuckles kept his gaze forward on the advancing legion as Tom fired off a shot upon joining his eldest on the back deck. The round struck one of the alien’s eyes with a nasty squelch of black blood, and with a singular shriek, the invader fell and didn’t rise. “Is Mother-,”

“Guarding the rock, Knux.” Tom interrupted. “She’s fine. It’s us I’m worried about.”

Knuckles punched an alien in the chest, knocking it down the steps, and the domino effect it had on the aliens behind it would have been comical if the situation weren’t so dire. Then, the army halted their advance. Tom cocked his pistol but frowned, sharing a bemused glance with his eldest out the corner of his eye.

“Come on, losers.” Scourge scoffed, ice blue eyes glinting scornfully behind his shades as he climbed the front porch steps. “Give up now and gimme the rock, and I may put in a good word with the Big Boss to spare your lives. Who knows, he might see your power and make you honorary Insurgents for the cause.” The green hedgehog cajoled with a toothy smirk.

Sonic wiped his mouth on the back of his glove, ignoring the scarlet streak left behind on the stained white fabric, and glowered at Scourge. “Pass.”

“I’d rather die than become scum like you.” Shadow spat, eyes gleaming with disgust even as his right swelled black and violet.

“It would be an insult to my genius to ally myself with beings of such low intelligence.” Tails sneered, lashing his namesakes as he landed on Sonic’s other side.

“You dare invite me to dishonor my mission and my tribe?!” Knuckles roared from the back porch.

“I think that’s a ‘no’ on all sides.” Tom mocked.

Scourge shrugged. “Have it your way. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya.” He raised his arm and made a chopping motion.

Shadow’s ears twitched. “DOWN!!” He tackled Sonic and Tails to the porch floor, narrowly avoiding the searing volt of dark violet energy that shot over their heads and vaporized not only the front door, but the surrounding wall, leaving a perfect smoldering circle behind.

“No!” Sonic shot forward, fists raised and dancing with blue lightning, but Scourge was ready for him. The green hedgehog ducked under Sonic’s blows and roundhouse kicked him in the gut, and Sonic sailed through the hole and slammed into the staircase, the wooden steps shattering to splinters beneath him. Tails and Shadow each rushed Scourge, but were batted away just as Sonic had been, Shadow crashing into one of the kitchen cabinets and Tails into the living room coffee table.  

Sonic groaned, his body throbbing, but forced himself up on shaky legs. Until a hand curled around his throat and lifted him off the floor. Sonic gasped and clawed at Scourge’s vice grip on his neck, and the green hedgehog smirked maliciously at him. “Shoulda taken my offer, little blue.” He sneered.

BANG!

Scourge yowled and dropped Sonic in favor of grasping his head, rivets of blood seeping through his fingers. Sonic scrambled backward, hacking and sputtering and gulping air—sweet, sweet air—, until a familiar hand snatched the hood of his ruined hoodie and hauled him up. “You okay, champ?” Tom demanded, eyes and pistol still aimed for Scourge’s snarling face.  

“Yeah.” Sonic coughed. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Scourge seethed with rage, glancing up with murderous eyes away from his scarlet-stained glove and hissing at the defenders that stubbornly refused to admit defeat or die. But no matter what they did to drive back Scourge’s army, it wasn’t enough. Inch by inch, the invaders pushed forward, and Scourge’s lips pulled back into a sickening smile.

Until a golden glimmer in the foyer distracted them all.

“What the-?” Shadow gaped, astonished, at the spinning golden Ring in the center of the wrecked foyer…and paid for his inattention with a sucker punch to the jaw.

 “Oh, come on! What now?!” Sonic indignantly shouted.

“Don’t tell me you’ve started the party without me! Now that is just poor taste.” Tsked a slender female bat adorned in a shiny plum bodysuit decorated with pink hearts at the collar, belt, and chest that perfectly contrasted the pristine white of her fur. She placed a hand on her hip and winked at Tom, who was swapping aim between Scourge, her, and the gigantic bulky red and black robot at her left.  “Now, now, hun,” She purred. “Is that any way to greet your reinforcements?”

The robot’s glowing red eyes focused on Scourge and raised its arms, the shining razor-sharp claws spinning and transforming into two massive canons, pointed at the green hedgehog. “YOU ARE BLACK ARMS INSURGENT SCOURGE THE HEDGEHOG.” It proclaimed in a thunderous mechanical voice. “YOU WILL SURRENDER AND CALL OFF YOUR ARMY, OR I WILL SHOOT.” Tails shared an appalled look with Sonic and Knuckles, then his aqua eyes bulged out of his head when the canons glowed white hot at Scourge’s lack of response. “GO AHEAD. MAKE MY DAY.”

“Who the hell are you guys?” Sonic exclaimed.

“Language.” Tom reflexively chastised him. Sonic ducked his head with an embarrassed grumble and a tinge of pink on his muzzle.

The bat smirked and brandished a golden glaive ornamented with a rainbow of precious gemstones. “Like I said, hon: reinforcements. Dame Rouge and her second-in-command, Officer E-123 Omega, of the Elysian Knights, how ya doin’?”

The term Elysian Knights was not lost on Scourge like it was on the Wachowskis or Shadow, as the so-called Insurgent’s muzzle twisted into an ugly sneer that smoothed into a sickly-sweet smirk instantly. “Is Elysia so desperate for fresh meat that it can only send a hunk of junk and a bloodsucker?”

Dame Rouge’s green eyes flashed, and Omega’s canons blasted two new holes into the wall on either side of Scourge, missing the green hedgehog’s smirking face by millimeters. “I DO NOT MISS. DO NOT BE MISTAKEN, MEATSACK, WHILE DAME ROUGE AND I ARE HERE, OUR ARMY IS PURGING THE TOWN OF BLACK ARMS SCUM AND CLOSING THE RIFT. SURRENDER NOW, AND YOU SHALL BE GRANTED A SWIFT AND MERCIFUL EXECUTION BY THE DECREE OF OUR SUPERIORS. DO NOT, AND I SHALL FINALLY LEARN WHAT MY RECENTLY UPGRADED ARTILLERY IS CAPABLE OF ON MOBIAN FLESH.”

“And you’re our reinforcements?” Shadow drawled.

Rouge shrugged and patted Omega’s upper arm. “Omega’s a bit trigger happy, but a damn good Officer. He won’t shoot unless A, I give the order, or B, Scourge gives him reason to.”

“You mean like this?” Scourge whistled.

A beast—Black Arm?—that equaled Omega’s size crashed through the wall with a roar and slammed into the Elysian officer, the bot’s blaster fire raining plaster and sheetrock down on the raging fight that had once again recommenced. Dame Rouge was a whirl of violet and white, back-to-back with Shadow, her glaive a golden rainbow streak of deadly beauty while his Chaos Spears struck their marks with pinpoint precision.

Overwhelmed by the number of beasts, no one noticed Scourge slip through the basement door and descend the stairs into the darkness. Scourge’s icy eyes gleamed behind his scarlet shades; with a wicked grin, he regarded the massive green gemstone glittering innocuously within its large cubic glass and steel case. “Hello, beautiful.” Scourge purred and pulled a smaller but similar jewel of shining scarlet out of his quills, which began glowing brightly within his hand.

CRACK!

Scourge flinched away from the ricocheting bullet and whipped around with a scowl. “Ya know, I’m gettin’ real annoyed with constantly being ‘warned’.” He sneered as Maddie stepped out of the shadows, expertly aiming her tiny pistol at his head. “So, the next time you pull that trigger, sweetheart, you’d best have damn good aim, ‘cause you won’t be gettin’ another shot.”

Maddie calmly glared at Scourge. “Noted.” She replied. “But you seem like a sensible hedgehog. What’s worth more to you? Some stupid rock or your life? Because I won’t just let you take it.”

“Ah, sweetheart,” Scourge chuckled humorlessly. “It’s not that I don’t value my life. Gotta look out for numero uno, after all. That’s why I gotta take your pretty rock. ‘Cause if it gets back to the Big Boss that I failed, it’s game over. Do not pass go, do not collect 200 rings.”

“Then run.” Maddie suggested. “Don’t go back to the boss. Take off. We won’t say anything if he comes knocking.”

“Is this the part where I get down on my knees and grovel my thanks, then skip merrily into the sunset?” Scourge scoffed. His lips curled back into a snarl, and Maddie’s fingers minutely trembled around the pistol. “See, here’s what ya don’t get, babe: I don’t work for the Big Boss because I’m afraid for my life or got no choice. I work for the Big Boss because he gives me power to cause all the mayhem and destruction I want. Gets boring after a while, wreaking havoc with all the same methods and tricks. But with the Boss? Oh,” Scourge shuddered with delight, and Maddie sneered in disgust. “It’s almost better than a long night with a hot gal. All this power,” He waved the small scarlet Emerald with a visceral grin. “Just to cause some anarchy? And if I bring him this?” He hooked his thumb over his shoulder towards the Master Emerald.

“You seem to be forgetting something, Scourge.” Maddie cocked the revolver and raised her brow. “I still have five shots, and the second you turn to get the Master Emerald, I’ll only need one.”

“Ooh, feisty.” Scourge purred. “You know, if you were Mobian, you’d probably be a lot of fun, sweetheart.” Maddie wrinkled her nose in disgust; Scourge snickered.

“Mother!” Maddie, reflexively, mistakenly, flashed her gaze towards the staircase at her eldest’s shout, and Scourge lunged for her. Her finger squeezed the trigger, but none of her five remaining shots landed their marks. Scourge knocked the revolver out of her hand and tossed the woman to the floor, towering over her with an unimpressed sneer, his boot resting at her throat.

“These are the great Guardians of the Master Emerald?” Scourge scoffed. Maddie clawed at his ankle, and Scourge tsked and applied a modicum of pressure, baring his fangs in a sadistic smile when she gagged.

“Mother! Get away from her!” Knuckles roared and lunged off the staircase, murderous rage glinting in his magenta eyes.

Scourge boredly half-turned and fired a shot of scarlet energy from the stone in his grip, batting the enraged echidna away as if he were an insect. Knuckles crashed into the shelving on the opposite brick wall and sunk to the concrete floor, sputtering and dazed. Scourge snapped his fingers, and solid ice blue light tinged with scarlet encased and paralyzed Knuckles and Maddie; mother and son unable to move, speak, or scream for help. “I had hoped for more of a challenge, but s’pose beggars can’t be choosers.” The Insurgent lamented, shaking his head as he walked to the Master Emerald. He didn’t bother with the numerical keypad on the steel below the case. Instead, using the power of the stone, Scourge simply punched through the impenetrable case as if it were fragile china and heaved the Master Emerald out. He turned to his captives and smirked, waggling his brow at Sonic as the blue hedgehog appeared at the basement doorway, then gave the blue blur a two-fingered salute and flipped a Ring into the air.

“No!” Sonic bellowed and curled into a Spin Dash, vaulting for the green hedgehog, but he was too late. Scourge vanished through the portal, and the Ring instantly closed behind him, Sonic rebounding off the back brick wall. The energy trapping Knuckles and Maddie shattered and faded, the two shooting up into sitting positions with gasps, but Sonic was already up the stairs. “No, no, nononono!” He bolted through the house and out the door, eyes wide and fur standing on end, watching as the last of the monsters vanished into the rift above Green Hills. “No!” The rift snapped shut behind the last beast, and at once, the storm ceased, the red thunderclouds and lightning fading from the skies. “No!” Sonic howled. “Damn it!”  

“Sonic!” Tom rushed towards the blue hedgehog and caught him by the shoulders. “What happened? Where’s—Mads, Knux, Tails!” Keeping one arm around Sonic, he reached for his family with the other, each of them burrowing into his chest. Tom ducked his head and breathed them in, pressing kisses to his wife’s lips and his sons’ heads, inwardly thanking God that each of them were safe and mostly unharmed. “What the hell happened down there?” He demanded, pulling away to see their faces. Sonic’s ears drooped, Maddie bit her lip, and Knuckles scowled at his shoes. “What’s with the sudden retreat?”

“They got it.” Sonic reluctantly mumbled. “They got the Master Emerald.” Sharp intakes of breath and dismayed glances pivoted around until a slow nod from Knuckles and Maddie halted them. “I-I wasn’t fast enough to stop him-,”

“You fought well, brother.” Knuckles gently clapped Sonic’s shoulder and peered firmly into his eyes. “You have nothing to be ashamed of, nor to be disappointed in yourself over.”

Sonic scowled at his brother. “I let them get away with a gigantic rock that can rewrite reality, Knucklehead.” The blue hedgehog insisted. “I think I have plenty to be ashamed of.”

Knuckles shook his head. “No, there is not. Listen to me, Sonic. It was the duty of our Tribe to protect the Master Emerald, and while we are a Tribe of fierce and capable warriors, our enemies had power that we were unprepared for, and it was that power that led to our defeat. But we will learn and prepare, and come our next battle, we will be victorious and reclaim what is ours.”

“Big Red is right, Blue.” Rouge agreed, a compassionate gleam in her green eyes. “The Black Arms are ruthless conquerors. You should be proud that you held your own so well against them. I’ve seen entire battalions of skilled and seasoned Knights crumble against the Black Arms.” She frowned, her gaze travelling over the battered Wachowskis and Shadow. “The Master Emerald’s theft is cause for concern, but what’s important right now is getting you all to a safer place. Allow us to escort you.”

“My parents’ ranch is just outside of town; we evacuated everyone there.” Tom informed her.

But Rouge shook her head. “No. Too obvious and too unprotected. If the Black Arms believes you to be a further threat or bounty to their cause, they won’t hesitate to send the army back to finish the job.”

“Where else can we go?” Maddie cocked a brow. “Out of state to a safehouse?”

Rouge smirked, casually resting her hand on her hip and her glaive over her shoulder. “I was thinking more ‘out of dimension to a safe kingdom’, actually.” Her smirk widened, eyes glittering in amusement at the blank stares she received.

“Pardon?” Shadow finally asked.

Omega lumbered from the edge of the property to stand at Rouge’s side. “YOU ARE THE GUARDIANS OF THE MASTER EMERALD.” He pointed out. “REMAINING ON EARTH WOULD BE AN UNWISE COURSE OF ACTION, AS DAME ROUGE HAS STATED. THE ONLY REMOTELY SAFE PLACE FOR YOU IS THE KINGDOM OF ELYSIA.”

“Remotely?” Tom protested.

Rouge waved a hand. “I wouldn’t even suggest it if I thought—even for a second—that you wouldn’t be safe in Elysia. It’s a completely hidden pocket dimension, sequestered away at the universal nexus, and the only ones that can enter or exit are those with specialized Portal Rings,” She held up a glinting golden Ring engraved with odd markings and flipped it like a quarter. “So, the Black Arms can’t find it, even if they parked their ships right in front of the gates. Now, obviously, we can’t force you to come with us. We aren’t our enemies, and you aren’t our prisoners. But I will say this: Elysia is stretched thin enough already, and if you choose to stay on Earth, all I can offer you is a flare to alert us if and or when the Black Arms return.” Rouge glanced down at her wrist, furrowing her brow at the heart-shaped silver bracelet strapped there. “I’ll give you a few moments to decide but make it speedy. Omega and I need to return to Elysia and give the Court our report of what happened here.” The bat and bot walked several paces away, where the driveway met the street, and began talking with a red panda with stained-black fur and a singed tail.

For a moment, the Wachowskis stared at one another, perplexed and uncertain, until Shadow huffed. “Something to say, Faker?” Sonic sniped.

Shadow glowered back at him. “Only that you are all morons if you decide to stay here.” He retorted, then raised his voice before anyone could contradict him. “You heard Dame Rouge. You saw the damage those monsters did, to both your house and to your town. If Elysia is as safe as they claim, why would you even take the risk?”

Tom’s shoulders sagged. “He has a point.” He conceded. “And, if we go to Elysia, we might gain allies to get the Master Emerald back. We can always come back home once we do.”

“Wait, what about Green Hills?” Sonic protested. “The town was destroyed—we can’t just abandon everyone! And what if the Black Arms do come back and we aren’t here? We’ll be leaving our home vulnerable! There won’t be anything to come back to if we don’t stay and defend it!”

“Being a hero is recognizing and addressing the priorities, boy.” A gruff bark startled and drew the attention away from the debate and to the driveway, where a group of three humans—one Wade, the second a much older male with close-cropped silver hair and Ozzy’s leash in hand, and the third a thin woman with a shock of bouncy ginger curls—quickly approached Shadow and the Wachowskis.  

The redheaded woman threw her arms around Tom’s shoulders, squeezing tight, before releasing the sheriff and scooping Knuckles, Sonic, and Tails into her arms. “Thank God you’re alright!” She cried. “Your Papa Jack and I were worried sick!”

“We’re okay, Ninny.” Sonic choked out.

“What are you guys doing here?” Tom demanded, frowning at Wade, who shrunk back.

“Ah, lay off, Thomas.” Jack passed his son Ozzy’s leash and clapped him on the shoulder, and the golden retriever pounced on Sonic, Knuckles, and Tails to cover them all with enthusiastic licks. “We could see the whole shebang from the ranch, kinda hard to miss a giant red hole in the sky, and we saw those aliens take off. Hadta make sure y’all were alright. Mags about lost her marbles worryin’.” Maggie shot a glare that Jack resolutely ignored. “Now, which of ya’s gonna start explainin’ just what in God’s name happened here, and what’s this about defendin’ Green Hills?”

It took several minutes, with Tom leading the tale accompanied by routine interjections from the others, to briefly explain the events of the invasion and Dame Rouge’s offer of sanctuary. Once the Sheriff quieted, his parents stared, stupefied, and Wade looked woozy. After several long moments of stunned silence, Jack cleared his throat. “Well, it’s obvious, ain’t it? Take the bat’s offer and go to Elysia.”

“But, Green Hills-,” Sonic objected.

“-Will still be here when you get back.” Jack firmly interrupted. “Didn’t you hear me, boy? A hero recognizes and addresses the priorities, and Green Hills ain’t the priority. Keepin’ your family safe and gettin’ that Master Emerald back from these Dark Arms-,”

“-Black Arms, Papa.” Tails corrected.

“Black Arms,” Jack appeased his youngest grandson with a sigh. “Is the priority. Ya’ll can’t do that from here. So, go with the bat. If Whipple and me have anything to say about it, Green Hills’ll still be here when you get back.”

Tom raised a brow at his deputy. “Think you’re up for this, Wade? You won’t be able to reach me if we go to Elysia. It’ll be up to you to call all the shots to protect and serve Green Hills. I won’t be able to help.”

Wade’s complexion drained sickly white, but he swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded hesitantly. “I-I’ll do my best, T-Tom.”

Rouge approached the group and raised her brow expectantly. “Well?” She prompted.

“I will go to Elysia.” Shadow immediately stated.

Rouge nodded, unsurprised, then looked at the Wachowski family. “You swear Elysia is safe?” Maddie pressed.

“Safest place in the universe, cross my heart.” Rouge promised. “Is that a yes?”

“Yes.” The vote was unanimous, punctuated by Ozzy barking.

Rouge grinned. “Excellent.” She checked her heart bracelet again. “Once the army reconvenes here, we’ll depart for Elysia. I only have one authorized Portal Ring, so take these last few minutes to say your goodbyes and make your arrangements; if there’s any necessary things you wish to bring, I suggest you pack them now. For obvious reasons, we won’t be returning here until the war is over.”

Tom pulled Wade and his father aside while Maddie, Sonic, Knuckles, and Tails made a beeline for the destroyed house. Shadow watched, curious, as Tom passed his badge and keys to the newly promoted and misty-eyed sheriff, who proceeded to throw his arms around his former boss. Tom awkwardly patted Wade’s back and Jack tugged him off so Tom could hurry into the house. Shadow crossed his arms with a sigh, then flicked an ear when Rouge stepped beside him. “Nothing to fetch?” She inquired with a tilt of her head.

“No.” Shadow shook his head.

Rouge wrinkled his nose at his tarnished clothes, dirty quills, and dusty fur. “Not even a spare change of clothes or a bag of toiletries?”

Shadow grit his teeth. “No.”

Rouge raised a brow at him. Discomfort at her searching green gaze prickled Shadow’s fur, and he forced his spines to remain flat and unbothered. “Well, thankfully, Elysia is no stranger to refugees. We’ll be able to provide you with the essentials when we arrive.” She commented. Her eyes raked over him again, and Shadow grumbled at the revulsion he spotted when she studied his t-shirt, jacket, and jeans. They weren’t that bad! A bit baggy and stained, and maybe there were more than a few holes and frayed hems, but what else was he to do? Run around in just his gloves and skates? Shadow shuddered in disgust at the mere idea of it.

Thankfully, Shadow was spared from Rouge’s critical eyes against his clothes by the Wachowskis’ approach. Each of them sported backpacks with bulging zippers, and Tom carried a large duffel in one hand. “We are ready to leave, Dame Rouge.” Knuckles informed her.

“Omega,” Rouge called. “Have the units arrived?”

“AFFIRMATIVE.” Omega confirmed. “THEY ARE WAITING AT THE ENTRANCE OF THE PROPERTY FOR DEPARTURE.”

Rouge strode down the gravel driveway and spoke again to the red panda stationed there, then nodded once and tossed the Portal Ring to the middle of the street, where it expanded in a burst of golden light. The bat beckoned to her refugees with a wave and a smirk. “VIPs first.” Sonic glanced over his shoulder. Jack and Maggie stood together, Jack’s arm around Maggie’s shoulders, and they waved with soft smiles on their faces. Wade’s expression was pinched tight, tear tracks glistening on his cheeks, but the new sheriff straightened and saluted. Familiar fingers scratched through Sonic’s quills, and Sonic looked up to catch his father giving him a half-smile. “We’ll come back, bud.” Tom promised. “This isn’t forever.” Sonic forced himself to nod and tore his gaze away from the wrecked remains of his first true home, holding his head high as he followed his family through the Portal Ring.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter of Three Sovereigns! See you next Wednesday, 1/22, for Chapter Four: Elysia!

[porcelainphone]

Shame upon your name

(Louis having a nightmare after recent events)

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Their eyes. Their judgemental eyes stare at me as I stand before the court and admit my sins. With my right hand forced into position as I swear to tell to the whole truth even though their gazes bring me to shame. How humiliating this is. Is this what my final moments are going to be before death sweeps me away?

The priest is waiting, and so is the king. They don't have all day, but I can't force myself out the words I need to say. It's like if I try to yell or tell the truth my voice goes quiet, as if a witch has stolen my voice. The gazes grow more intense the longer the king waits. Yet even if I try, I can't speak.

I start to sweat. Come on Louis. Speak your testimony. Tell them what you witnessed. They'll probably understand. Why can't you talk Louis?

Come on, Louis, we don't have all day. You might die from this. Come on, Louis. Hurry up they're growing impatient.

I open my mouth but nothing comes out of it.

Louis now would be the best time to say something. Hurry. Louis speak now. The gazes are getting worse. Louis why are you silent?

Talk Louis! Talk! Louis talk now!

Yet nothing still came out of my mouth as the king grew impatient and came near. He grew ten times bigger, towering over me as I trembled before him. His cold eyes staring staring straight through my soul. If the moment was to cry now I would have as he pointed a finger at me.

"No apology will fix this, you blasphemous unloyal traitor! Shame upon your name and your family's name for going against your nation, your comrades, and even her majesty. You stood there pathetically. Nothing you do will be useful to make up for what you have done." He bellow before me.

I never knew words like that could be stronger than an arrow. It hurt. Was I that much of a disgrace to those whom I swore my loyalty to?

No this can't be right. I pledge my entire life, my whole existence into serving this kingdom. I became a knight for this nation. Yet I failed. I failed everyone. This can't be right. Where did it all go wrong?!

"Off with your head." The king announced. My eyes widen and I panicked. No, I don't want to die like this. I'm not ready to die!

In a moment of panic I ran. I tried running away from the court. But the air was thick and my legs were heavy. It was like a invisible force was trying to push me back and preventing me from running away as fast as I can.

I push and push through, trying to head into the forest before my foot slipped. Soon before I knew it, I was tumbling down a dark hole. Landing in a dark area that I do not know of. That's when the eerie music of string instrument started to fill the void. It was horrid and ear bleeding.

I almost felt like throwing up as I witnessed by eyes up upon ahead of me in this void. Fields of bodies of fallen men, slaughtered children, and beheaded innocents. Is this where everyone comes here to die? Did I do this? No none of this can't be right.

Make it stop. Make it stop now. Please. God show mercy upon me please.

Someone, just anyone please save me. I don't want to be here. I don't want things to end here.

A sharp pain hits the back of my wings and I crumbled to the floor in pain. A invisible attack one that I cannot see, as other sharp pain hits the second wing and blood fountains out. I yell in pain. Make it stop please.

It's like needles and knives attack me from all directions as I get pushed and stumbled around. Is this what true Hell is like? Is this my punishment?

I lay motionless on the ground, tired from all the pain. I don't think I can go on anymore. After everything, everything just hurts, making it unbearable to move. Someone's just end it now.....

Please, I don't want to live suffering like this. What is there to live for is I'm deemed as a traitor? What is there to live for if I attack others unjustified? Is there any point of this life if I'm the one causing problems?

What a pathetic knight I am. I'm starting to think this position wasn't for me.

A sword poked the back of my neck. It felt like my own sword. There was maniacal laughter behind me. At least I can die knowing the one man I pushed away can get his revenge.

The sword raised up, ready to make the final blow.

I guess there is shame upon my name after all.

[End of nightmare]

[reyaint]

CYGNES | intro

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date: January 18, 2025.

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--edited by me

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑺𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑺

CYGNES (사이네스) is a 6 member south korean idol girl group under LASt MELODY Entertainment. the group consists of members; Lira, Elysia, Aeris, Nari, Minah, and Kairi. the group officially debuted on May 23, 2014, with the single "FiRSt LIGHt” and the title track "Automatic".

.ೃ࿐INTRODUCTION: “ eternal elegance, immortal grace, ! we are cygnes ! ”

.ೃ࿐FANDOM NAME: swans

ೃ⁀➷FANDOM NAME MEANING: The fans of CYGNES are known as Swans, a reflection of the group's origins and their transformation. Like the members, the fans are seen as graceful, loyal, and strong, embracing both the light and dark sides of the group’s concept. The bond between CYGNES and their Swans is deep, symbolic of the eternal connection between the swan and its reflection in the water—both delicate and powerful, forever intertwined.

.ೃ࿐LIGHTSTICK: n/a atm

.ೃ࿐LOGO:

.ೃ࿐OFFICIAL COLORS: Soft pastels (lavender, mint green, baby pink), gold, silver, pearl white. [PHASE 1]

*ೃ༄Muted shades of red, black, and silver with hints of dark purple. [PHASE 2]

*ೃ༄Deep reds, blacks, midnight blues, silver, blood tones, dark purples. [PHASE 3]

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎, 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒅

ೃ⁀➷LIRA

Leader, Lead Rapper, Vocal, Producer

June 13 1995

Korean

Rep Emoji; 🐺

MBTI; ENTP

174cm (5'7)

VC; n/a yet

ೃ⁀➷AERIS

Main Vocal, Main Dancer, Rapper, Center, Songwriter

November 17 1997

Scorpio

Haiqinian

Rep Emoji🦇

MBTI; ISTJ (formerly INTJ)

177cm (5’9)

VC: 96neko, Rubyeye

ೃ⁀➷ELYSIA

Main Dancer, Lead Vocal, Choreographer, Visual

August 2 1996

Chinese

Rep Emoji; 🐯

MBTI; ESTP

173cm (5'6)

VC; n/a yet

ೃ⁀➷NARI

Lead Vocal, Songwriter, FOG

May 4 1998

Korean

Rep Emoji; 🦋

MBTI; ESFJ

176cm (5'8)

VC; n/a yet

ೃ⁀➷MINAH

Main Rapper, Lead Dancer, Vocal, Composer

December 9 1997

Korean

Rep Emoji; 🐺

MBTI; ENFP

179cm (5'10)

VC; n/a yet

ೃ⁀➷KAIRI

Vocal, Visual, Rapper, Lead Dancer, Maknae

October 3 1999

Japanese

Rep Emoji; 🐈‍⬛

MBTI; ESTP

173cm (5'6)

VC: n/a yet

𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑

✧˖*°࿐the lore:

ೃ⁀➷Phase I: The Royal Swan Guardians (The Beginning)

In the first phase of their existence, CYGNES are born into the kingdom of Lysandra, a realm where the swans rule as guardians of the sacred waters that flow through the land. These waters are said to hold the key to eternal life, and the swans are entrusted with its protection. They are pure, innocent beings, revered for their beauty and grace. The kingdom itself is a place of peace and prosperity, where the swans live in harmony with nature, their wings shimmering under the soft glow of the sun.

The swans are seen as symbols of purity, elegance, and divine protection. They live in the Royal Palace, where their lives are filled with luxury and grace, but they are also bound by an ancient oath to protect the waters and the secret that lies within. Their power is not just physical but also spiritual, as they possess the ability to heal and purify, keeping the balance of the world in check.

However, this peace is fragile. The swans' serene existence is threatened by a dark force that has been growing in the shadows—an ancient curse that seeks to corrupt the waters and claim the power for itself. The swans, unaware of the growing darkness, continue to live in their royal world, unaware of the storm brewing on the horizon.

ೃ⁀➷Phase 2: The Awakening – Royal Vampire Transformation

As the dark force slowly encroaches upon the kingdom, the swans begin to feel a strange pull—an awakening within them that calls them to a deeper understanding of their true nature. They begin to experience strange visions and dreams, revealing the truth about their origins: they are not mere guardians, but beings of both light and shadow, born of an ancient curse that binds them to the waters they protect.

The curse, long forgotten by the kingdom, is tied to the very essence of the swans. They are not only protectors of the sacred waters but also the heirs to an ancient vampire lineage. This bloodline, once royal and powerful, was cursed by a betrayal that led to their downfall. The swans’ true powers begin to awaken as they realize they are not simply creatures of grace, but rulers of a forgotten dynasty—vampires with the ability to manipulate time, control the elements, and seduce the hearts of mortals.

This revelation marks the beginning of their transformation. The swans are torn between their duty to protect the kingdom and the allure of their newfound power. The kingdom of Lysandra begins to crumble as the swans embrace their dark side, learning to wield their vampiric abilities. The once-pure waters begin to turn dark, and the kingdom is plunged into chaos as the swans' power grows.

In this phase, the swans struggle with their duality—grappling with the temptation of their vampiric nature and the responsibility to protect the realm. Their powers become more intense, and they begin to embody the darker, more seductive aspects of their vampire heritage. The once-light kingdom is now overshadowed by the growing influence of the swans, and their transformation into royal vampires is complete.

ೃ⁀➷Phase 3: The Reign of the Vampiric Royals

In the final phase, the swans have fully embraced their vampiric legacy. The kingdom of Lysandra is now under their rule, and the once-beautiful waters have turned a deep crimson. The swans have become powerful, immortal beings—vampires with the strength to control the fate of the kingdom and its people. They no longer hide their true nature, and their reign is marked by both fear and reverence.

The swans' power is unmatched, and they rule with a combination of seduction and authority. They have become symbols of both beauty and terror, their vampiric allure drawing mortals to their side, while their enemies tremble in their presence. The once-pure guardians of the waters are now dark queens and kings, ruling over a kingdom that is both beautiful and dangerous.

Each of the maidens now wore garments that reflected their regal yet dark new form: flowing velvet, lace, and black silk adorned their bodies. Their crowns had transformed into delicate silver tiaras, inlaid with precious gems that pulsed with their vampiric power. Their eyes gleamed with an otherworldly glow, and the night was their domain.

Lysidia, once a kingdom of peace, was now a kingdom of eternal twilight, where time itself seemed to stand still. The swans, now royal vampires, ruled with both grace and terror. They were revered and feared in equal measure, their every movement exuding the elegance of royalty, yet carrying an undercurrent of dark seduction and power.

In the grand halls of their castle, bathed in the glow of the moon, they held court with the most powerful figures in the kingdom—other immortal beings, mystical creatures, and those who sought their favor. The kingdom was now a reflection of their duality—light and dark, beauty and terror, power and grace.

However, their transformation has not come without a price. The curse that binds them to the waters is still present, and the swans are constantly reminded of the betrayal that led to their downfall. Their immortality is a gift and a curse, as they are bound to the kingdom and the waters for eternity. The balance between light and dark is delicate, and the swans must navigate their newfound power while contending with the darkness that threatens to consume them.

The story of CYGNES is one of self-discovery, power, and the struggle to maintain balance between light and dark. As the swans embrace their vampiric legacy, they must decide whether to continue ruling with an iron fist or seek redemption for the curse that binds them. Their journey is one of transformation, from innocent guardians to powerful, immortal rulers—vampires who have embraced their true nature and the darkness that comes with it.

𝑫𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆

✧˖*°࿐i created this group at like 2am so all i have is the discography and lore and nothing else

✧˖*°࿐Pre-Debut: Before debuting, the members of CYGNES underwent rigorous training, with a strong focus on classical music, ballet, and vocal techniques. Their pre-debut training period was filled with personal stories of overcoming challenges and discovering their unique strengths. Each member was carefully selected based on their potential to represent different aspects of the swan mythology—elegance, power, and grace.

The group was introduced to the public through teasers that highlighted their ethereal beauty, each member portrayed as a different type of swan. The pre-debut visuals were mysterious, showcasing the members in soft, flowing fabrics and dreamy landscapes that hinted at their royal and mystical origins. The teaser videos created a sense of anticipation, building the narrative of the swans preparing for their grand debut into the world.

✧˖*°࿐The First Transformation: As CYGNES began to gain attention for their debut, the early stages of their concept started to take shape. The group was often compared to swans in their prime—graceful, serene, and untouchable. The members’ performances were focused on conveying the elegance and beauty of swans, with choreography that mimicked the fluid movements of ballet. Their visuals were filled with enchanted forests, royal palaces, and dreamy landscapes, creating a fantasy world where the members were seen as the epitome of fairy-tale beauty.

Their early music videos and performances showcased the purity and innocence of their swan-inspired concept, but subtle hints of a deeper, more complex narrative began to emerge. The songs often featured themes of transformation, longing, and the pursuit of something greater, foreshadowing the group’s eventual evolution.

✧˖*°࿐The Middle – Phase 2: The Royal Vampire Transformation: This phase saw the group embrace a gothic, vampiric aesthetic. The swan imagery was now intertwined with elements of dark royalty and immortality. Their music began to fuse classical undertones with electronic beats, creating a haunting, mysterious sound that reflected their newfound power. The choreography became sharper and more commanding, reflecting their evolution into powerful, immortal beings.

The visuals took on a gothic, regal aesthetic, with deep, moody lighting, lace, velvet, and leather costumes, and accessories inspired by vampire royalty—fangs, cloaks, and silver jewelry. The members’ makeup and hair also underwent a transformation, with darker tones and more intense, commanding looks. Their performances became more sensual, with choreography that incorporated elements of seduction and power.

During this phase, CYGNES expanded their reach into the Japanese market, signing under 283 Entertainment in January 2016. This marked a significant turning point in their career, as they began to gain international attention and establish a strong fanbase outside of Korea. Their music videos became more cinematic, with dark, atmospheric settings such as moonlit forests and ancient castles, further solidifying their transformation into royal vampires.

✧˖*°࿐The Vampiric Legacy: In this phase, CYGNES’ music reflected their complete transformation into powerful, immortal beings. The songs were characterized by dark, seductive beats, gothic melodies, and lyrics that explored themes of power, control, and the eternal nature of their existence. The choreography became more intense, blending elegance with sensuality and strength, creating a commanding presence on stage.

Visually, the group embraced a haunting, gothic aesthetic. Their costumes became more luxurious, with dark, flowing fabrics, regal jewelry, and intricate designs that reflected their vampiric royalty. The settings for their music videos and performances were often dramatic, with ancient castles, misty forests, and moonlit nights serving as the backdrop for their performances. The lighting was darker, with shadows and contrasts that emphasized their powerful, seductive personas.

The members’ personas became more commanding, embodying the timeless and mysterious nature of vampires. They were no longer the innocent swans they once were, but powerful, immortal beings who had embraced their vampiric legacy. Their presence on stage was magnetic, and their performances exuded both elegance and danger.

✧˖*°࿐we're close with red velvet, bts and twice

✧˖*°࿐i have a lot of info on the phases and I've finished the discography and the wikipedia page in my notion lol

✧˖*°࿐we have lots of awards

✧˖*°࿐we also help write our songs and come up with the concepts for each album

✧˖*°࿐don't have much to say tbh.

[rayman-chibi-redrawn]

Barbara, how's your sister Elysia and cousin Sakura doing?

Only thing I could gather from her is that she's from a tiny kingdom located somewhere around Asia, but that's about it.

-Barbara

[elysia-nsimp]

OC Intro: Elysian Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

Basics

Meet Elysian Cookie! She/her.

She has two forms, though you’d get her as an epic cookie (above) with her other form being accessible as a legendary costume. She’s a healer cookie at the rear of the team.

She’s a faerie, though she is not from the Silver Kingdom. She does claim to know the Elder Faerie, though, claiming they go “way back.” She will not elaborate further when asked.

Elysian Cookie always seems to know more than she should, and has a certain… presence about her. However, she brings no harm and is known for her kindness and compassion among cookies. Her voice is soft and airy, and usually quiet.

Hobbies, Talents, Preferences

Elysian Cookie is always seen around flora, with flowers growing at her feet wherever she goes. Upon moving into the Cookie Kingdom, her house is quickly surrounded by a beautiful and lush garden, to which she tends to most of the day. When not in her gardens, Elysian Cookie enjoys wandering the markets or otherwise traveling.

She almost always seems to innately know when someone nearby is injured, and, being a healer, swiftly makes her way to the injured to heal them. She gives good advice and is always happy to help, dawning a polite smile on her face almost constantly.

She’s a picky eater, only ever really eating jellies that are sweet. She seems to favour jellies with frosting on them. Elysian Cookie does not enjoy the cold, and stays indoors for almost the entirety of the winter.

Abilities

The very specifics of her in-game battle ability is. undecided, the premise is that flowers grow on the battlefield and sap HP from enemies to heal your team. I know I named it at one point but I can’t find it anymore 💔

Story-wise, flowers grow around where she steps, she can vaguely control plantlife around her, she heals obviously (both close and ranged), as well as other assorted nature-based abilities. For the most part, no one really sees her using her abilities beyond healing and growing flora.

Backstory

Elysian Cookie is a diety—her official title is The Goddess of Prosperity, but she goes by many names, all coined by mortals who have worshipped her over the years. She has existed for a very, VERY long time.

Flowers bloom and crops flourish wherever she goes, and the land she blesses is fantastic for farming even for thousands of years after. One such case of this, takes place in an old village on the shores of Beast-Yeast, known as the Frosted Lollipop Village. It’s far too small to be a kingdom, having no more than 100 residents… though, this means everyone is tight-knit and everyone knows everyone.

The Goddess of Prosperity tends to wander the lands aimlessly, as she was doing as this story begins. It was pure coincidence she stumbled upon the Frosted Lollipop Village, though the villagers claim it was fate. She was quickly accepted as one of their own and celebrated for her compassion and gentle nature, and, being alone for so long, this act of kindness from the town touched Elysian’s heart. She granted them all a blessing, that their lands would be prosperous for years to come. The townsfolk built a statue in her image in their gratitude, and many simply accepted her as their chosen ruler.

Still, Elysian was never one to want control over others… she continued her wandering, and visited the village on occasion to make sure everyone was happy and the land was fertile. Times were good, and she was happy.

That is, until a massive curse spread across the land… no one knows where it came from, but Elysian seems hesitant to talk of it’s origin. The curse was deemed The Storm, as you could see it coming from miles away by the dark, swirling clouds it created… this plague turned everything to black stone, wiping plants and animals from the forests of Beast-Yeast. It didn’t take long before it made it to the Frosted Lollipop Village, and though the villagers looked to Elysian for help, her powers just weren’t strong enough to hold it back. Everyone turned to stone, including Elysian herself. Stories say you can feel her guilt and sadness through her stone encasing.

Well, that was the story for a few thousand years, at least… that is, until a certain history-loving relic-collector with a big hat found a book about it. By this time, Elysian Cookie had actually regained most of her power, frozen in stone, and simply… broke out. It took a lot of her magic, though, so she reverted to a lesser form, mimicking that of your average cookie. This is what she calls her Disguise form, and it’s the picture you see at the top of this post! She wandered far, even traveling the Licorice Sea to Crispia, searching for other cookies who may be able to help her lift the curse that was STILL lingering over her beloved village.

Eclair Cookie saw this tale of old and decided he simply MUST go find the rest of the lost history! (This was before Olive Cookie was released lol) Elysian Cookie, who has taken refuge in the Cookie Kingdom, conveniently happens to be in the area and offers to come with… and so, a little party was created and they went off to Beast-Yeast together (under Pure Vanilla and Elysian’s protection)!

The party learned the rest of the story, and that Elysian is the goddess of the stories, and with a bunch of teamwork, they successfully got rid of the plague. Elysian learned that she doesn’t need to do everything alone anymore, so that’s great! She ended up being reunited with her people, and they thanked her for saving them and not forgetting them after all that time. She decided that she would continue to visit on occasion, but she wanted to return to the Cookie Kingdom with her friends to continue to learn and grow.

That brings us to today! There’s more lore to happen, but that hasn’t happened yet <3

Relationships

If it wasn’t clear in the story above, Elysian considers Eclair Cookie a friend. She’s even offered him relics from her past as a gift of gratitude for helping her defeat The Storm. He doesn’t know it, but she blessed his museum as well.

Elysian Cookie seems acquainted with almost every other legendary cookie, considering both Sea Fairy and Moonlight to be her friends, though she’s never seen speaking to any of them. As stated before, she also knows the Elder Faerie, and loves everyone within the Silver Kingdom.

She actually doesn’t know about the five ancient heros, as The Storm claimed her before they earned their soul jams, but as she learns of them, she decides that Pure Vanilla is her friend now and they’re getting soft tacos later :)

That being said, she does know of the fallen heroes… she seems… sad if they’re ever brought up, Shadow Milk Cookie especially. She doesn’t want to talk about it.

While Elysian Cookie does not like Dark Enchantress Cookie, she has sympathy for the Cookies of Darkness.

Strangely enough, she seems to quite like Licorice Cookie. Licorice Cookie doesn’t know exactly what to think of this, but there has been several occasions where Elysian Cookie has followed Licorice Cookie for an hour or so or made him a crown of flowers or something. Of course, this messes up his evil plans, so he’s less than pleased, but… he can’t really shake her.

Other Media

Playlist

There’s two more playlists but they’re ship playlists and I am. embarrassed.

Anyway PICTURES

Workin on more I swear lol anyway enjoy