Everything wasn't as simple as he thought.
Dagen Steel.
Having to be born as a slave, only to be bought by one of the most gruesome, fearless, rich vikings of Greenland. Ephro's father had bought him for his son, and now, Dagen has to suffer being the pet of a prince.
A viking.
Ephro was one day to be ruler of his father's court, and, land. When war wages, he must do everything in his power to fight against foes who try to claim his homeland. Soon, almost losing his life, to be saved by a mere slave.
Dagen doesn't trust Ephro, but he will do all he can to do his duty as a slave.
But, what if he were to tell you, that he is more than just a slave?
What if, he was more?
Falling into a romance, will change the way destiny seeks fate. But only destiny lyes within the stars.
Dagen has the chance to change history. Forever or for never.
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TW// Abuse, mental abuse, starvation, suicide attempts + mentions of r@pe
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Abuse, trauma, mental abuse, suicide and rape is a real thing, I'm not a doctor, but I am simply showing the fact I care about those who suffer through it. If you are one who goes through abuse or any of the following mentions, please seek professional medical help.
The journey to get better is only a matter of patience.
Please talk to someone who cares about you. It can be family, or, a close friend.
But please, don't hurt yourself when others care deeply and think very fond of you and who you want to be.
You can become better ❤
Story begun to be a work in progress in 8/11/22
Vallantratale is a fan AU that belongs to me, all the characters are different from the original versions!
✨Ephro!Error and
Dagen!Ink belong to me ✨
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Book cover was drawn by me. Please do not trace or copy my work! Thank you!
The past carries an unjust history. Immoral actions mark the present. The future holds untold consequences. Bad things happen to good people, and good people do bad things.
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You, of all people, should understand the obsession. Whether it's the endless hours lost to a screen, the compulsion to scroll through forums, the need for that next high, the haunting grip of past trauma, the fixation on someone unattainable, the pursuit of a fleeting feeling, or even the inexplicable attachment to something as simple as frogs-obsession has woven itself into every corner of your life.
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I have done terrible things because I let obsession take over me. It wasn't always that way. It started as a lie; it became true one day. I told myself I was in control and could stop anytime, but I only lied to myself. I was powerless. I never wanted to hurt anyone; I hurt him and myself. Now, I'm left with the wreckage of my choices. I wonder if there's any way to get things back to how they were before.
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To us, they are just another random person: the letters carved on the table, the artist of old graffiti, the person who also walked into the restroom, the reason the trash is full, or the garbage thrower on the side of the streets. But to them, they're the main fucking character in their own story, and each mark, item, digital trace, and photo they have makes a fragment of their existence. We may never know their face or name, but the traces they left remind us that everyone's lives intersect, creating a vast web of connections; unnoticed or not, they are never truly invisible.
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