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-FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE-
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A/n: I sound like a broken record right now, but this is for those who are not familiar with this series. Yes, this is an x reader, but the only thing you can't decide is your hair color because that is predetermined by which role of the Horsemen you are in the book. Honestly, you can change it if you like! Also, I want to apologize if these first couple of chapters are rough and how long ago I promised this book. It's hit many bumps and I've rewritten it a total of 5 times. I hope you all enjoy! Love you all!!!
~✨Celestial✨~
••••••••••••••••••••"We just pilfered some ancient temple and all we got is this..." Prompto groaned, examining the white orb in his hand. Inside the artifact was a small wisp of silver, seeming to pulse with life as it bounced around the interior.
"For someone who was whining the entire time and wanting to leave, you're really disappointed," Gladio scoffed from the backseat of the Regalia.
"That place was crawling with daemons!" Prompto groaned. He rolled the orb in his hands, watching the silver wisp surge all around. The boys had wandered around an ancient temple in search of another royal arm, but the only thing they found was the artifact. "You think we could sell this for some gil? It looks pretty expensive."
"We could use the extra gil," Noctis chimed in.
"Only a collector of rarities would purchase an artifact of such caliber," Ignis said.
"Does that mean we're stuck with it?" Noctis asked.
"For the moment," the advisor replied.
"So much for another royal arm," the prince sighed.
With no other known locations of any royal tombs, the group decided to head to Lestallum. They had meant to check in on Iris after taking back the Regalia from Aracheole Stronghold, but they had been sidetracked when they heard from a few tourists about strange ruins in the Duscae region. Apparently, a group of hunters discovered the ancient temple while on a daemon hunt near the Alstor Slough but were run off by a large horde of daemons. Morosely, they were just unknown temple ruins and weren't home to a royal tomb. The four felt it was a waste of time and decided to camp at a nearby haven before departing on the road the next morning.
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Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse {Book Three: Pestilence}(Ignis x Reader)
FanfictionFinal Fantasy XV x Reader Book three in the short series "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse" Ignis x Reader