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Kaito's Nightmare

Kaito stood nervously in front of the Director of Crypton. To Kaito the man seemed a hundred meters tall, his tall body staring down on the hapless Vocaloid as he started to shake, his eyes empty and glowing red. "Kaito. Surely you know why I called you in." The blue-haired boy tried to fake a smile. "No, Master, I was just…" "Your sales have been falling." No, it couldn't be! Kaito had been trying so hard! He'd worked nearly constantly, without breaks, trying to get his next album out. Sure the number of producers he'd been used to had begun to dwindle but… "M-Master, just let me finish this demo and-" A massive sales c

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 19 [END] by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 19 [END]

Chapter 19: Til The End of Their Days In the conflict now recorded as the Final Rose War, the great Estmarch Empire tore itself apart in the throes of a civil war that engulfed the Uralian continent. Despite the flames of battle being lit by the Empire's last King and Queen, it was their scion, Prince Kaito of House Shion, who decisively ended the conflict after uniting the major powers of Uralia against the coup of the fallen Emerald Dawn. The Treaty of Roses, signed in the spring of 1919 in the neutral territory of Westheim, saw the beginning of the restoration of many former countries that fell to the previous monarchy. As the brief Ur

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 18 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Almost a Fairy Tale The Duchess stared into the cradle where the young blue-haired prince slept, swathed in his christening gown. The aging Queen proudly rested in a chair near her grandson, watching as the Crown Prince and Princess Consort mingled with their assembled nobility. The monarch still possessed a sharp wit, but her age and health were sapping her ability to participate fully in the ceremony, hence her decision to largely babysit while her grandson and daughter-in-law handled social duties. Leaving the Duchess trying to contain the revulsion in her throat as she observed the oblivious infant. Everything had been so

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 17 part 2 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 17 part 2

Iroha watched the sun falling nervously. They had received word already – the Prince was already on his way to surrender himself. As expected, he was too weak to resist them. Even so, she expected resistance. He may have been a weak-willed man, but he had plenty of allies around him that benefitted from his presence. 'He must be brought to the clock-tower by midnight. He must. That's my lady's plan.' The Grand Godmother had shut herself up with Miku for hours, utilizing the Midnight Tears to tear down her will and give her the unbreakable orders. It was so vital to her that Miku be the one to deliver the blow that she was resor

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 17 part 1 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 17 part 1

Chapter 17: The Clock Tolls Infiltrating Vedunia alone had been surprisingly simple. Miku still remembered the escape routes given to her by the Godmothers by heart. Slipping through a standing army was only slightly more difficult – to get attention away from her breach point, she'd had to resort to setting her car on fire. She wouldn't need it anymore. If she was right… … she was about to end the war herself. She was about to save Kaito. She carefully traversed the streets – at this hour curfews were still in place. Yet she noticed something strange – a lack of civilians entirely. 'I know there's a cu

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 16 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Lonely Souls "My lady… I'm… I'm sorry to report…" Iroha tried to steady herself as she saw her mistress' mood sour. "They struck again," she finished for her. Miriam's cold eyes turned to the girl. "I spent decades crafting these girls into the force we need, and now they're being dismantled, one by one… how did we waste such time on such useless little-!" She clutched the stem of her wine glass so hard Iroha feared it would break in her hands. "My spies being silenced… my Cinderellas being handed over like wrapped packages to that infernal brat!" Iroha flinched. This level of anger was uncharacte

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 15 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 15

Iroha's mistress gazed out into the dark, star-studded sky, and the girl knew she wasn't simply admiring an evening. She was planning. "Flower was arrested in Westheim. She failed to kill Miku, my lady." The sour look on the mistress' face gave her worry. "Such a wretched conclusion to a wretched week," the older woman murmured. She wasn’t even touching her full wine glass. "The Prince survives, his allies alert Nordland to our activities, our Faerie Dust supplies plummet… that enchanted charming brat is getting far too lucky." Of course, she would attribute this to luck. The Prince was far too naïve and inexperience

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 14 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 14

Chapter 14: The Glass Slipper Melts In Ashes Kaito had never witnessed such a raucous celebration as the one going on around him in the Sherbrooke pub. Every party he'd ever attended had been dictated by manners and custom, with tight structure and decorum. So in the face of people dancing on tables, shouting, and downing pints of beer with reckless abandon, he felt completely out of sorts. It was invigorating to be so surrounded by life, but also isolating as he had little idea of how to conduct himself. "Cheerful voices pass across out of the bluuuuuuuuuue! Passed days were left with "0" and "1!" What's breaking my heaaaaaaaaaaaaart? Re

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 13 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Crimson Glow "As I aimlessly stop going and close my eyes, the image of yours comes into and goes out my mind..." The flashbulb on the photographer's camera illuminated the stage around the red-garbed brunette in the small concert hall. Just the right light, just the right pose, just the right moment…! "If I can stay by your side, I don't need anything else… Now, my heart aches in blueness for being separated…" 'Who comes up with this pap?' the photographer thought to herself. 'Aches in blueness? Pathetic.' All of a sudden, she saw the perfect frame and snapped a fresh photo. "You warmed me... as I didn'

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 12 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Knight and Princess A small pickup truck with a makeshift cloth cover trudged along through the snowy road, filled with people crammed so tightly together the cold air almost didn't impact them. The little truck tottered along, clearly not suited for its precious cargo. But everyone on board had no other choice. They had to flee west, escape the war, escape the destruction, escape the hopelessness. Even if there was still the chance Westheim wouldn't allow them through… they had to try. The next stop was Saint-Urbain. A bustling village only hours away from the Westheim border by car. Not an industrial powerhouse, but i

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 19 [END] by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 19 [END]

Chapter 19: Til The End of Their Days In the conflict now recorded as the Final Rose War, the great Estmarch Empire tore itself apart in the throes of a civil war that engulfed the Uralian continent. Despite the flames of battle being lit by the Empire's last King and Queen, it was their scion, Prince Kaito of House Shion, who decisively ended the conflict after uniting the major powers of Uralia against the coup of the fallen Emerald Dawn. The Treaty of Roses, signed in the spring of 1919 in the neutral territory of Westheim, saw the beginning of the restoration of many former countries that fell to the previous monarchy. As the brief Ur

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 18 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Almost a Fairy Tale The Duchess stared into the cradle where the young blue-haired prince slept, swathed in his christening gown. The aging Queen proudly rested in a chair near her grandson, watching as the Crown Prince and Princess Consort mingled with their assembled nobility. The monarch still possessed a sharp wit, but her age and health were sapping her ability to participate fully in the ceremony, hence her decision to largely babysit while her grandson and daughter-in-law handled social duties. Leaving the Duchess trying to contain the revulsion in her throat as she observed the oblivious infant. Everything had been so

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 17 part 2 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 17 part 2

Iroha watched the sun falling nervously. They had received word already – the Prince was already on his way to surrender himself. As expected, he was too weak to resist them. Even so, she expected resistance. He may have been a weak-willed man, but he had plenty of allies around him that benefitted from his presence. 'He must be brought to the clock-tower by midnight. He must. That's my lady's plan.' The Grand Godmother had shut herself up with Miku for hours, utilizing the Midnight Tears to tear down her will and give her the unbreakable orders. It was so vital to her that Miku be the one to deliver the blow that she was resor

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 17 part 1 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 17 part 1

Chapter 17: The Clock Tolls Infiltrating Vedunia alone had been surprisingly simple. Miku still remembered the escape routes given to her by the Godmothers by heart. Slipping through a standing army was only slightly more difficult – to get attention away from her breach point, she'd had to resort to setting her car on fire. She wouldn't need it anymore. If she was right… … she was about to end the war herself. She was about to save Kaito. She carefully traversed the streets – at this hour curfews were still in place. Yet she noticed something strange – a lack of civilians entirely. 'I know there's a cu

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 16 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Lonely Souls "My lady… I'm… I'm sorry to report…" Iroha tried to steady herself as she saw her mistress' mood sour. "They struck again," she finished for her. Miriam's cold eyes turned to the girl. "I spent decades crafting these girls into the force we need, and now they're being dismantled, one by one… how did we waste such time on such useless little-!" She clutched the stem of her wine glass so hard Iroha feared it would break in her hands. "My spies being silenced… my Cinderellas being handed over like wrapped packages to that infernal brat!" Iroha flinched. This level of anger was uncharacte

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 15 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 15

Iroha's mistress gazed out into the dark, star-studded sky, and the girl knew she wasn't simply admiring an evening. She was planning. "Flower was arrested in Westheim. She failed to kill Miku, my lady." The sour look on the mistress' face gave her worry. "Such a wretched conclusion to a wretched week," the older woman murmured. She wasn’t even touching her full wine glass. "The Prince survives, his allies alert Nordland to our activities, our Faerie Dust supplies plummet… that enchanted charming brat is getting far too lucky." Of course, she would attribute this to luck. The Prince was far too naïve and inexperience

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 14 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 14

Chapter 14: The Glass Slipper Melts In Ashes Kaito had never witnessed such a raucous celebration as the one going on around him in the Sherbrooke pub. Every party he'd ever attended had been dictated by manners and custom, with tight structure and decorum. So in the face of people dancing on tables, shouting, and downing pints of beer with reckless abandon, he felt completely out of sorts. It was invigorating to be so surrounded by life, but also isolating as he had little idea of how to conduct himself. "Cheerful voices pass across out of the bluuuuuuuuuue! Passed days were left with "0" and "1!" What's breaking my heaaaaaaaaaaaaart? Re

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 13 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Crimson Glow "As I aimlessly stop going and close my eyes, the image of yours comes into and goes out my mind..." The flashbulb on the photographer's camera illuminated the stage around the red-garbed brunette in the small concert hall. Just the right light, just the right pose, just the right moment…! "If I can stay by your side, I don't need anything else… Now, my heart aches in blueness for being separated…" 'Who comes up with this pap?' the photographer thought to herself. 'Aches in blueness? Pathetic.' All of a sudden, she saw the perfect frame and snapped a fresh photo. "You warmed me... as I didn'

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 12 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Knight and Princess A small pickup truck with a makeshift cloth cover trudged along through the snowy road, filled with people crammed so tightly together the cold air almost didn't impact them. The little truck tottered along, clearly not suited for its precious cargo. But everyone on board had no other choice. They had to flee west, escape the war, escape the destruction, escape the hopelessness. Even if there was still the chance Westheim wouldn't allow them through… they had to try. The next stop was Saint-Urbain. A bustling village only hours away from the Westheim border by car. Not an industrial powerhouse, but i

Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 8 by Rebochan, literature

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Flight of Cendrillon: Chapter 8

Chapter 8: 3 Steps at a Time The first time she felt the whip on her skin, she screamed. "First reprimand, Luka." Always making mistakes. Always failing. Within a week her skin, still bearing the scarring from the fire, now bore fresh red marks from where the rope snapped against her. "Child of ashes, you must prove your right to live. Your Fairy Godmother saved you. Do you not love her?" Though they spoke her language, their thick accents marked them as hailing from the same place that the invaders came from. "You must perfect yourself. Feel nothing. Be nothing more than a blade. Cinderella followed orders, as shall you." To he

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 1 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 1

Chapter 1: Miku and The Nutcracker “Miku, get up already! It’s Christmas morning!” Miku groaned as she tugged at her fresh bedsheets, her brother’s voice ringing in her ears. One of the goose down feathers poked at her soft cheek. She tried to work it back down with her fingernail, only for it to fly back up again. “Miku, mother’s going to have both our hides if you’re still wearing your nightgown when Gakupo shows up! Come ooooon!” “Gakupo’s never given two whiffs how prepared I am when he comes over,” Miku muttered to herself, “It’s only mother that cares.

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 2 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 2

Chapter 2: The Land of Dolls and Sweets The cold winds bit at his exposed skin, his purple hair tossed around. He had nothing left – they were all dead, and if the enemy found him, he would be dead too. If the blood loss from the wound in his shoulder didn’t kill him first. He continued to clutch at his jacket over his chest, trying to stop the bleeding, but he knew he needed medical attention. He wasn’t sure he would find it. Finally he collapsed in front of a dead tree, his weakened body refusing another step. He clutched his sword close as he spied a soft light approaching him. Were they the enemy’s lanterns

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 3 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 3

Chapter 3: The Village of Bonbon As she approached the old wooden building, she heard the familiar welcoming sounds of progress. The sound of many gears ticking and turning, powering the machinery woven within. Upon the door hung a simple sign – “Drosselmeyer, Toymaker and Inventor.” She pressed open the door and at once an exuberant singing voice reached her ears. “I've come from the distant past to deliver a smile to this age. Come, become heady with this magical singing voice!” That voice had played in her mind a thousand times as she walked the stars and scried at the heavens. It was not normally the

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 4 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 4

Chapter 4: The Snowfield He held his head in his hands as he slumped over the familiar wooden table of his childhood home, still trying to absorb the tragic events he’d been party to. His sister had passed on before his very eyes. The last time he’d seen her she was a young girl, just barely keeping the house afloat but swearing it would stay in shape so her brother could come home from the war with his soldier’s pay and care for them both again. Just a day ago was their first – and last – reunion. He guessed she must have been a lovely young woman before the consumption withered her away, her brown hair casc

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 5 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 5

Chapter 5: The Tale of the Hard Nut She glided across the stage, twirling gently as her tutu ruffled from her delicate steps. Walking on the tips of her toes in the slippers, she held her arms high, in perfect form, the delicate bells of the celesta accompanying her every move. Her white costume glittered under the lighting, her face projecting utter serenity and peace. Her character was a faerie, yet the mortals idea of how a faerie should appear in a ballet apparently differed from her normal behavior. But no matter – how exciting her life had become posing as an ordinary person! Ever since the toymaker had taken up employment

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 6 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 6

Chapter 6: The Toymaker’s Workshop The long weeks began to take their toll on the toymaker as he sought an ever elusive safe haven for himself and his Nutcracker nephew. The kingdom he’d once lived in chased the two of them out almost immediately. Even if it was the once great Drosselmeyer and his apprentice, the king’s orders were absolute and a human and a cursed toy had no welcome. Next they tried to seek shelter amongst the dolls. That was before the mice came seeking them out. Some of the dolls would occasionally grant them shelter, but it was always brief. The ferocity of the revenge-seeking mice would eventuall

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 7 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 7

Chapter 7: The Fairy Tale The stars twinkled around her, their unshifting locations forming into a great massive map. For thousands of years, these stars were her home, their presence an unchanging comfort to her. Yet now they were simply an impediment to her – an unreadable enigma keeping the secrets she needed to return to the world below again. The difficulty of her task was trying to use that map to determine the most likely fate of one specific person. Fate was not as unchangeable as these stars, but it had paths of probability she could work with. Divining down to a single soul amongst the multitudes of others was the hard pa

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 8 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 8

Chapter 8: The Clockwork Man The battlefield swarmed with hundreds of soldiers, dolls trying valiantly to stand up to their sudden ambush, and mice utterly overwhelming them. Miku tried to keep a steady eye on Kaito, trying to ignore the chaos around her. She could hear the carbine fire from the doll soldiers, but the mice appeared to favor melee weaponry. Their sheer numbers tended to mean bullets alone weren't holding back their waves. “How are we supposed to keep up with them in this ruckus?!” Meiko shouted, her sword drawn, “We need to reach the king if Kaito’s to deliver the killing blow!” If Kaito had

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 9 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 9

Chapter 9: Uncle and Nephew “Godfather!” “Gakupo!” He’d barely set foot in the house before he heard two sets of small footsteps charging towards him. The little girl with her pigtails leapt eagerly into his arms and he laughed as he held her up and twirled her around. “Well hello there, Miku! Merry Christmas!” As he set her down, he wondered if she’d be too tall for that in another year. Her brother already was. She was bouncing up and down with wild excitement. “Godfather, can I open a present early, please please please?!” He scoldingly shook his index finger. “If yo

Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 10 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Nutcracker Ch 10

Chapter 10: The Lost Ones The great clockwork man fought relentlessly against its captors as they tried to restrain it. Every time they tried to lay their hands on it, it violently threw them across the dungeon, leaving more clouds of smoke as they died outright. Just one blow from its steel arms shattered its foes instantly. For all of the rage it seemed to display in its actions, however, its face stayed eerily still. The cold metal plates forming its face possessed no structure to allow it to project emotions, and so it stayed still. But it cared not, for all that remained of it stayed aware of the Nutcracker’s fate. The one it

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Broken Wings: Ch 1 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 1

Chapter 1: Broken Falling. Always, falling, through the deep and endless sky. Her twin turquoise pigtails trailed behind her as she watched the earth rushing towards her. A long time ago, she felt the normal fear of impending death. Of her small child’s body being smashed against the unforgiving earth and being helpless to stop it. But now, after so many times just like this, where she knew how her journey through the sky would end, she felt not fear but… anticipation. For as she plummeted through the air, she saw the familiar form of a blue-haired boy dive through the air, getting ahead of her fall, his long white and purpl

Broken Wings: Ch 2 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 2

Chapter 2: Big Sweet Kaito felt the rage and fear tearing at his body the deeper he flew into the chaotic void. Every survival instinct demanded he turn back. The ancestors’ voices would not be found here. But still his spirit pressed forward, Meiko’s powerful voice his only anchoring element to the world of the living. “You must press on and find their voices! The Hymn is within your reach, Kaito!” He could not fail his people, but the more he pressed his spirit, the more he felt as though the tender thread might snap and his spirit would be lost beyond the veil. As a vision invaded his head, he saw a city of

Broken Wings: Ch 3 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 3

Chapter 3: 4th District Shinigami “You who invade my sacred territory… prepare to be cut down for your insolence.” “Taro you idiot, stop trying to take his photo and just run!” “Nobody’s gonna believe this… that guy really IS a shinigami! This whole damn city’s haunted!” The footsteps of the drunken invaders faded into the night. The “shinigami” stood motionless, sword in hand, refusing to cross another step lest he pass outside his sanctuary. He felt no need to cross the threshold and pursue them, lest he interrupt his own enlightenment. He marched back into the g

Broken Wings: Ch 4 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 4

Chapter 4: The Herald of Noise Luka had her new “guest” spread out on his back along her spacious bed. She and Kaito had extended his wings across the mattress – though she hadn’t experienced it in years, no Seruva that ever suffered a wing cramp in the morning forgot that unique discomfort. As she’d touched his soft feathers, melancholy stabbed at her heart. She thought she’d been able to finally let go of her past and accept the false earthbound life thrust upon her. But just the feeling of another Seruva’s wings in her hand threatened to wrench the emotions back out of her heart that she’

Broken Wings: Ch 5 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 5

Chapter 5: NegaPosi*Continues The warm July sun shone over the amphitheater of Shirasagi Park as Kaito sat on one of the benches, a spoon in a cup of ice cream. Gakupo seemed less interested in his – to Kaito’s great surprise. He understood that the warrior never had nearly his own love for sweet foods and treats, but surely something as amazing as ice cream should have been different? It had been three days since the confrontation at the wharf with Haku. Though Kaito still felt nervous about how it ended, he’d come to accept Luka and Gakupo’s reassurances that he had not killed her. Still, the words she left behi

Broken Wings: Ch 6 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 6

Chapter 6: Night Pulse “Wearing eyeliner and mascara, to get into a stylish bar, clad in a suit, I waited for you…” “Gakupo, how’s that jinbaori feel? Think you can move around in that?” “I don’t know, how are pants supposed to feel?” Luka’s new costume model was utterly out of his element as she ordered him around. Just behind him was her television set, playing her favorite film, Sweets and Bitters. She’d put it on for some background noise, and now the credits were rolling over her favorite song. She hadn’t finished the body suit yet, so he was trying the jinb

Broken Wings: Ch 7 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 7

Chapter 7: Flowers Bloom in The Night Sky “Miku, I like you! I really like you! And… will you be my girlfriend?!” The gentle laughter of the tealette made Len nervous at first. “Oh Len, of course I will! I was just waiting for you to ask!” She rushed forward and put her arms around the boy and Len’s heart beat with pride. He’d finally confessed to Miku and she loved him back! Why had he waited so long anyway?! Len’s pleasant dream was interrupted by the sounds of someone banging around their townhouse. As he heard a few small sobs, he quickly pieced together what was going on outside

Broken Wings: Ch 8 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 8

Chapter 8: Sky Flowers “Len! Get your sister and run!” Miku shouted. Len looked at Miku in surprise. Was she insane?! “What are you going to do!?” he said, “We need to call the cops or something! That woman’s gotta be a terrorist or something!” Miku looked at the crowd of collapsed people, writhing in pain. “Maybe she used a nerve gas or something dangerous like that-“ Another loud whistling filled the air. Miku held up her paper umbrella and grabbed Len close to her body. As he heard it explode and saw the shower of sparks, he expected it to burst into flames… but there w

Broken Wings: Ch 9 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 9

Chapter 9: Synchronicity The noise rang in his ears, trying to blast every sense of self out of him. He struggled against the cacophony of madness, what was no longer even a melody but a pounding, scraping, cracking roar. He felt it wrap its tendrils around his body. He tried to speak but the monochrome nothingness drowned out his voice. He would be nothing, just scattered notes and echoes. He would be everything, the sum of every screeching fragment. Flailing around as his body broke apart, he found nothing to save him… As Kaito snapped back to wakefulness, the wretched sounds in his head ceased… the only remaining sound

Broken Wings: Ch 10 by Rebochan, literature

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Broken Wings: Ch 10

Chapter 10: The Disappearance of Hatsune Miku Screeching, screaming, crying, scraping, static, pleading. Fragments of voices, partial sentences. “HELP! WHERE AM-“ “-MOM, I MISS Y-“ “-WANT- HOME- PLEASE” Fragments of personalities with their individual wants and needs. Connected entities of binary strings. They were both at once and nothing at all. A burst of packets dropped into the void, a connected system of individuality. In the face of all the confusion and sounds, it began to break apart as they had. Losing all sense of self, it tried to cling to something, anything to retain its identity…

Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden

Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 1 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 1

Chapter 1: The Summer Garden Once upon a time, a young prince lived in a glorious kingdom. His people coddled him so that he never wanted for anything, and he became selfish and unkind. One winter’s eve, the victim of his cruelty turned out to be a powerful fairy whose heart he callously shattered. She transformed him into a hideous beast as punishment so all who looked upon him might see the true evil within his heart. His kingdom fell into disrepair and to this day he lurks in the ruins of his castle, hidden from the world… Some say he must learn true love to break his curse, and he kidnaps beautiful maidens from their homes

Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden, Ch 2 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden, Ch 2

Chapter 2: The Frozen Lake Miku tried to put her frightful encounter far out of her mind and for about a week, she succeeded. She would reflect on how beautiful the city of Arlisia was and return to her simpler dreams about being a singer in that fantastic theater and snagging her prince. Thoughts of the “Prince” she had met she promptly shoved out of her conscious mind. Unfortunately, she underestimated the curiosity of the Kagamine twins. After all, Len heard her bragging about escaping the Demon Prince before her father showed up. And both he and his sister, Rin, were still young enough to believe in the stories the rest

Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 3 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 3

Chapter 3: The Demon’s Nurse Kaito could hear the pounding of angry footsteps behind him in hot pursuit. He could outrun them, but he was deep in the heart of their city. He had no friends, no allies. Yet still he looked at every face desperately seeking just one person to look upon him as a friend… “Kill it! Kill that monster! Before he kills us!” Why did they fear him so!? He’d only wanted to be among his own kind again! Now they wanted to tear him to pieces… Luka’s voice echoed around him and he smelled the scent of rose blossoms. “Whenever anyone shall look upon you, they shall come to

Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden, Ch 4 by Rebochan, literature

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden, Ch 4

Chapter 4: The Winter Garden Kaito required regular care for almost two weeks after the accident at the lake. He and Miku remained in the servant’s house overnight. Once Kaito indicated he could stand and walk the distance, they departed back into the castle proper the next morning. As the Demon Prince gave her directions to his quarters, he still relied on Miku for support during the trip to the castle. In spite of Miku’s earlier misgivings about him, she willingly let him lean on her shoulders when his dizzy spells overtook him. As Miku got Kaito settled in his own room, he told her about a bedchamber within shouting dista

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 5

Chapter 5: The Immortal Song The audience listened with rapt attention as Miku, the glamorous soloist, serenaded the theater with her glorious melody. Her snow-white gown glowed under the soft aura of the stage lights. As she finished her song, the audience erupted into thundering applause. Miku gracefully bowed towards her adoring public as red roses showered the stage. After giving her audience the attention they deserved, she began her exit from the stage. As she made her way towards the curtains, she stopped her departure as something unusual caught her eye. Amongst the dozens upon dozens of red roses blanketing the stage lay a sing

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 6

Chapter 6: The Dancing Samurai “You claim to be a what now?” The blonde queen regarded the purple haired foreigner kneeling before her throne with amusement. “A dancing samurai?” The blue-haired prince regarded him with wide-eyed wonder. “I must see a demonstration!” he said, excitement in his voice. “Now, now, Prince… I’ve given you plenty of tutors to spend on this frivolity. At your age, you need to be studying battle. This man is a noble swordsman, you should be trying to learn more of war from him.” The youth seemed unswayed by his mother’s scolding. “If it&

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 7

Chapter 7: The Demon and the Maiden Miku gracefully bowed towards her adoring public as the stage was showered in red roses. One caught her eye in particular and her heart pounded, for nestled amongst the sea of red roses lay a single blue rose. Miku clutched the rose tightly to her chest and sped up her departure from the stage. She had to find the sender – she knew he was waiting for her! Crossing the curtain, she nearly bowled over a handsome young man in a fine silk suit, a glimmering crown upon his head and an elegant box in his hands. “Miku, you are the world’s finest Diva! I present to you -” As he began

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 8

Chapter 8: The Fair Folk Miku gracefully bowed towards her adoring public as the stage was showered in red roses. Yet all the red roses in the world meant nothing to her. She kept seeking out the one that came from him. When it never appeared, Miku clutched her hands to her chest and turned to leave, trying not to allow anyone to see her cry. Crossing the curtain, her eyes moved past the ever regular presence of her “Prince”, delivering the same fantastical proposal as usual. She only wanted to see her true love… yet the familiar door was empty. As the prince wrapped up his speech, all Miku could do was hold her head

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 9

Chapter 9: The Sacrifice Miku’s footsteps as she bolted down the stairs thundered throughout the house. Her eyes on the front door, she had only one thought on her mind – she needed to return to Kaito at once. But before she made it out of the house, her father blocked her path with his body, his eyes filled with worry and fear. “Miku, what in the world is going on?!” “Oh! Papa, I… this is… uh…” Miku’s eyes shifted to the tall samurai standing just behind her, looking rather bored at the proceedings. “He can’t see or hear me,” he explained, sounding bored. Mi

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Vocaloid Tales: The Summer and Winter Garden Ch 10

Chapter 10: True Love With Kaito’s death, the garden began to wither around Miku as she cradled his body, trying to hang on to what remained of his body heat. Soon even that departed and he became as cold as the winter air around them. The dead rose petals carpeted the dirt around her. “Are you finally happy?” Where once Miku’s voice held life and hope, now her every word became a bloody dagger. The man she’d loved, the person she’d intended to fight for… now a corpse in her arms. Miku, unable to change Kaito’s tragic fate, became just another weapon for Luka to hurt him with. ‘Monste