Remember Me - (Dolorosa/Dualscar Sadstuck)
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Last published Tue, Nov 22, 2016
(Warning: This is my headcanon I haven't read past Act Five Act Two and I lost my spot. No spoilers and if there end up being some not my fault because I haven't even read to the dancestors let alone the ancestors.)
Mature For: Generally containing mature subjects, swearing, nay other warnings will be posted at the top of every chapter.
Dualscar the Orphaner had the typical job of the chosen Orphaners, kill lusi and feed them to the horrorterror (more depth into that but not what this is about). On his trip for one on land he ran into a woman traveling on her own in rags with shackles around her limbs and neck. Of course Dualscar assumed this woman was an escaped prisoner, so he took her against her will aboard his ship, going to take her back to the main lands where he would present the jade blood to his Highness, the Imperial Condescension, hopeful to please her. However his plans change when he learns more about this woman, hearing her story as he demands to know how she held the dignity to escape.
Learning who this beautiful jaded blood creature was. The Dolorosa. There Dualscar learned about the rebellion, how it failed, and what lives were lost.
Somehow on this wild ride Dualscar began to feel for the jade blood, forming a red bond to her despite what his Heiress would say.
But... a Spinneret was not pleased.
(If this ends how I image it, it will not end a happy story. But I may make an alternitive happy ending if you huys like it. Persay I'll make a vote/like goal and if we reach it I'll write the happy ending.)
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