Expedition33 Stories

Verso lived through the fire, as did Alicia, but he didn't wake up. He remained unconscious, and when his family realised that he and Alicia had been found in the atelier during the fire, they realised that Verso has gone into the canvas. Aline went in after him, believing she could wake him up. She finds Verso, who doesn't remember anything. In his pain addled mind he ended up creating Lumiere, and a painted version of his family, and they were living together happily. Aline helps him remember, but all he could feel was the fire and the burning agony of his body, and so she paints over him and erases his memories again to keep him safe. Renoir then goes in to wake up his son himself, and drag his wife out the canvas, resulting in the Fracture. Expedition Zero goes out to search for their loved ones and rescue them, and inevitably find out what happened from Cleo. Now Verso has to stop his family from tearing apart his canvas, and try keep his mother from constantly erasing his memories to keep him compliant. It goes about as well as you might expect. (Basically, Verso lived, but is trapped in the canvas by his mother, and now has to deal with the horror of having his family raging war inside his canvas)

A very short one shot, detailing the events at the Tower, when Sciel and Lune first met

Continuation of the Verso ending (minor spoilers)

Phantom Thieves, change people's hearts. Expeditions, fight alongside the Phantom Thieves, to help them fight for the greater good. Together they team up to protect the world against people with distorted hearts and desires to change their personalities to make up for what they did and fight against special enemies. Games belong to: Sandfall Interactive Atlus SEGA A/n: I am so obsessed with Clair Obscur: Expedition 33, and I also like the Persona games. I want to see what it feels like when these games combine with each other. I love these games, the music and the combat are so amazing. I hope you guys like this. Be sure to check out Expedition 33, play it for yourself if you haven't already, it is a beautiful game. It will be so worth it for you guys. And one more thing... For those who come after.

Verso Dessendre, heir to a dynasty of painters, does not bear the weight of his heritage with pride, but with exhaustion. In a family that speaks the language of colors and creating, he is a silent note-a pianist whose music has long ago stopped bringing him joy, the son who feels no calling to paint. His world is one of gilded obligations, and Verso moves through this tense atmosphere like a ghost in his own home, the living heir to a future that seems like a beautifully decorated prison. He never believed he would create anything of his own. He saw only night, until the dawn became a color he could feel. ********* !!! Please be advised that this story is under continuous revision and active editing. This means the plot and characters may evolve, and some narrative threads are subject to change as the tale develops.!!!!! Hi. I haven't seen many fanfics about Verso, so I decided to create one. More or less close to the story from the game, but also within the historical framework of the 19th/20th century. I hope you'll like it. Enjoy!!

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The people of Lumière, suffering the consequences of a cataclysm, are bound to a horrible fate. But there is hope, as a new expedition sets sail, determined to end the cycle of torment, caused by an entity known as the Paintress...this is the story...of the Expedition 33 I love this game, and I haven't really seen any stories about it here...so here's one ABSOLUTELY LOVED the game and it's music (play it if you haven't, it's a masterpiece) Got the idea, decided to develop it and see how it goes. So...I hope you enjoy

Outside the canvas and before the fire. What can be the impact of young love on a war?

A take on a third ending of Clair Obscur: Expedition 33. Just a small love letter from me to the beautifully crafted world of Clair Obscur.

𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝟯𝟯 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 Her imagination moved in circles around her-words, ink, torn pages swirling above her head-but none of it astonished her quite like love did. She wrote it, she dreamed it, she felt it... but she could not live it.

Staying and growing old was not a gift; it was not what he desired, but she forced it upon him. That first performance felt like his soul had been dragged through an endless void, yet apparently, he was to revel in entertaining. However, the same wound that created the grief which tainted the Dessendres' minds might have also given birth to his salvation. Voile de deuil - Mourning veil Slight Verso x OC (But not really)