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౨ৎ PROLOGUE ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ
Death veiled as a gift. He was sent to Arrakis to die. For the sand to devour his remains and for his blood to stain. The nephew of padishah emperor Shaddam Corrino IV, ruler of the known universe. The heir to rule over 13,300 worlds. The emperor devoid of sons had no choice but to accept his nephew as the next emperor, unless his blood was spilled. ㅤ ㅤ
They sent him to Arrakis to become familiar with the world he would soon rule, completely unaware that he was sent to be stabbed in the back instead. He lay in the dunes with his blood seeping into the crystals of sand. He realised that he was always a chess piece to be swiped off the board. False glory would tear his wings off and he would fall. His lifeless body embraced by the desert and the warmth of dawn. As he lay in requiem, his heart was filled with all the fury and regret for the world. But the one thing he never regretted was to love a Fremen woman. ㅤ
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And so she was born - faith. For her slain father and her weeping mother. The prodigy with the knowledge to make grown men unable to speak. She would turn the tables on those who threw the stones and those who were hit by them. Change the roles of the predators and the prey. With hair the colour of flowing spice and the Eyes of Ibad. ㅤ ㅤ
It was not the first time the Harkonnen did the Emperor's dirty work. And it certainly won't be the last as House Atreides falls on the same land as her father did. ㅤ
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ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ✳️ love, marcie
i bet on losing dogs i know they're losing and i'll pay for my place by the ring where i'll be looking in their eyes when they're down i bet on losing dogsㅤ/ㅤmitski
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赤の体制ㅤ! ㅤ the backstory is mine and has no connection whatsoever with the timeline of events on dune. and also a little detail of faith being the meaning of my oc's name. imaan. also this is an au where paul doesn't need to get married to princess irulan as my oc is already a corrino, and a possible heir of the royal family.
