A/N: Lots of Fate Strange Fake vibes in this chapter~!
In other news depression's starting to hit real hard these days. Sometimes I wonder why I do anything at all. I can't claim to understand what's going wrong with my head.
I don't even know why! One moment I'm fine, then my mood craters for a few hours, then I'm back again for a bit, and the cycle repeats. Its rather annoying; as though I've become a prisoner in my own mind sometimes. Sure, what's one more mental problem on the pile. Not like I don't have enough, what with already being this old. Feels like every day is a battle sometimes.
*siiiigh* Don't mind the rambling of this geezer...
Meanwhile, "Whistle of Death" is being worked on alongside Far From Home. I'm trying to put more stuff together with the rest of my team, health and time permitting. Claws of a Lion and Demon of Ashford are FIGHTING ME as is Son of the Stag and all my other Game of Thrones tales. Its maddening.
Don't get me started on behemoths like A Boy's Journey and Blood Upon the Snow.
Bloody difficult to write long chapters like those. Doing my best!
With my fifteen year anniversary on this site finally here, I find myself reflecting on the little things in life. What was once a lazy pastime meant for me and a few friends really grew and evolved over time. There are days when I look back on the last fifteen years here and I wonder if anyone will remember me; if I made an impact, despite never making a single cent on any of these stories. Some days were happier than others, and some stories I enjoyed writing WAY too much; to the point where I'd stay up all night working on them.
There are times when I look to the future and wonder what will become of things when I'm gone.
Of course, I try not to dwell on the latter overmuch; I'm still alive and still writing. In an ideal world, I'd like to keep doing so for as long as I can. But old age is catching up to me and these days, the world is filled with so much madness and death. Even before that, so many friends and fellow writers I once knew are gone, now. Will I still be here in twenty years? Ten? Five? Its a chilling thought. But for now, I'm still here, still writing.
We have a brief Q&A this time, as its needed:
Q: Wait, wait, wait. He has the chains, right? Tell me he has the chains.
A: He does. Read and see. It'll be explained.
Q: Kurama IS around, right?
A: I suppose I can spoil that much.
Yes, For those who haven't realized it, yes, Kurama has reincarnated as well, though I'll not go into specifics as to who or whom. You'll be quite pleased and the duality of it is intentional. That's all I can say.
We'll be a getting an Enkidu/Gilgamesh form of reunion when they inevitably meet again.
I wonder if you've figured out who he is?
Q: If Naruto has become more like Gilgamesh, is Weiss his Enkidu in this?
A: Not quite. Another fills that role. In lieu of a long explanation, let me put in this way:
Kurama is to Naruto what Enkidu is to Gilgameish. Likewise, Weiss is to Naruto what Saber was to Gilgamesh...but on a more familial side. He's quite protective of her, yet also enjoys teasing her as any sibling would their twin.
Just you wait. The Weiss in this story is far more driven, and out to put her canon counterpart to shame.
Q: The Schnee semblance is broken! And so is Naruto, it seems.
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To be Worthy
FanfictionDeath changes a man. Hardens him. Sharpens him. Burns away weakness. All that remains is strength. Pride. Cunning. A new life. A new name. A new identity. He won't make the same mistakes twice. After all, suffering isn't enough. You can't just be st...
