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FanFic - Disgaea: A Warm Heart Frozen: Part 3Talmia could tell they reached the realm of Aetheria by the sky around them. Where it had once been black as soot and smoke, it was now a cheery blue, filled with puffy ivory clouds. The beauty of the sight was lost on the Ice Demon, who was too preoccupied with the Zombie girl quietly huddled in her arms.
Spotting a small floating landmass, she shouted back to the two boys following her. “There! We’ll rest there for now!”
Approaching the landmass, Talmia threw her feet forward and landed forcefully upon the dirt. Standing upright, she set Kora down and did nothing but stare at her accusingly.
The undead girl fiddled with her clawed hands, watching behind her master. Velvet floated down on his wings gracefully while Vincent descended slowly, using his rockets as a brake.
“Kora,” Talmia’s voice reached her, laced with venom, “I specifically remember telling you that you were to stay at the castle. Did I not?”
FanFic - Disgaea: A Warm Heart Frozen: Part 2The Grand Malefactory was the keystone of the Netherworld economy. Practically everything made in the Netherworld came out of the gilded-walled building.
Talmia and Velvet stood outside the wrought-iron gate outside the factory’s main doors.
“Well, this is it…” Talmia said, “Hades knows how many Prinnies are in there, and we’re looking for a specific one.”
“Correct,” Velvet spoke, holding his staff, which looked like a gnarled tree branch.
Talmia drew her sword, Laevateinn, the blade a glistening white and blue. “Let’s get in there, then. I’m ready to lop off some skulls!”
“Hush, you,” Velvet scolded, earning him a glare from the demon, “Why enter there ready for a fight when there may be no need for one?”
Talmia growled, but still sheathed her sword. She walked forward and pushed against the ashen iron gate, the hinges screaming with age. Opening them just enough for them to slip in,
FanFic - Disgaea: A Warm Heart Frozen: Part 1Talmia put a hand to her chin, pulling down the collar of her large white jacket. Across the small table stood a mechanical gargoyle, iron-plated wings creaking with every movement. The two sat in silence for minutes, both almost unmoving, until Talmia raised her right hand, grabbing the white queen and lifting the piece before pausing once more. The gargoyle’s green-lit eyes now locked onto her piece as the ice demon contemplated her move. Slowly, Talmia’s queen moved, slipping between a black knight and rook, resting where neither enemy could capture it.
A pause. “Check,” Talmia murmured.
Talmia and VelvetThe Forest of Grimmwood was a confounding place. Heavily dense with trees thicker than oil drums, with leaf-dressed arms reaching up and intertwining with one another in a frozen dance, creating a canopy so thick it blocked out nearly all sky light. The paths were small, and hidden amongst the overgrown roots and fungi of the forest floor. The trails wound in such a way that it was perfectly possible to be traveling in circles, with no cause for suspicion obvious among the trees. Appearing sparsely and almost at random were clearings about a dozen yards or so across at the biggest. Travelers were advised to make use of these clearings when one was found, as it couldn’t be known if or when another would show itself.
In the middle of one of these clearings, a fire performed a lively dance, eating away at the wooden stage hobbled together for its burning performance.
Originally six individuals large, the flames’ audience had since diminished to four, sitting on fallen logs, de
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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