What makes a person lose their mind? Why does history repeat itself so maliciously? History repeats itself, tragedies included... But what if, when history repeated, it was worse? 9 years ago, she saved defeated a tyrant, but sacrificed herself in the process. Her friends haven't seen her since. She was presumed dead...
NOTE: This fic is highly unlikely to be receiving any proper follow-up from me, & I don't see myself writing anything else for this au in my foreseeable future] Meeple city, riddled with crime and supervillains. Though, with supervillains, there are superhero's to balance them out. Paintbrush has been stuck with a low...
This is an AU I made for fun because I like II so here we go! Fan is special and no one knows who he is and stuff. It takes place after season 2 but uh since fan isn't their suitcase gets eliminated because she was second to last. (Sorry suitcase 😔)
Things we lose. Things we love. Things we hold. They will always be lost. No matter how tight you hold onto them. Over and over... They slip through the cracks like sand. I couldn't save him. I couldn't save myself. I couldn't save them. Again And again. History will always repeat. No matter how hard I try...