i have already published like 29 chapters, i sometimes talk about it on here [#mazzaroth] and you can find some info about the MC here
it's wammy's fic during L's time there. it's very niche in every way you can think of - oc-centric, 1st person pov, half diary-half narration, very character-driven and so on. you must have my same reading preferences to like it, in my opinion, which is difficult. also, i am very slow at updating it and now it's also on hiatus, so the writing is... not going great.
the first part is set between 1988 and 1991. it's supposed to be around 200 chapters (insane), and it's more about exploring the wammy's house as i see it (which seems to be quite different from the interpretation of most of the fandom), seeing L interact with other people and lay the groundwork for the second and third part, so the reader is on Ethe's side and then switches and then doesn't know how to feel, because you'll end up piting her but she is not a good person (she is 🎀just a girl🎀 to me, but... she is not going to heaven, if we want to use some christianity reference. not even if she repents).
it's from the point of view of the MC, because I didn't want to follow L and showcase exactly what he thinks. also i am a sucker for first person, so it is easier for me to write. besides, since it's character driven, i am exploring ethe's descend into madness aka how conduct disorder can be exacerbated if there isn't the appropriate support system. the wammy's itself is not physically abusive, but there are instances of violence between the kids and neglect, so it's not peaches and roses, but i am also trying not to villainize it since in the end, it is also a safe place for the kids and they have their own attachement to it, especially if they come from problematic backgrounds like the one Ethe comes from. last thing, the writing is convoluted and more mature, even in how these kids interact or Ethe writes her diary, because of future things that will be revealed, but one thing i can say is that the "mazzaroth series" part of summary (pasted below) points out why it is like that.
the second part is only about the year 1993. 14 chapters in total. i have not written a single word but i know it has to be 14.
the third part is about catching up with L and the OCs as adults, basically to witness their downfall.
overall, it's canon complaint. so it's more about filling in the gaps of L's life, rather than rewriting his future. it serves also to explain some of his traits, in a way, through the lens of trauma, yeah.
this is the summary:
PART ONE OF THREE: YEARS 1988 - 1991
L said that if he were to encounter lying monsters, he would likely be eaten by them, and I suppose I was starving when I first met him.
MAZZAROTH SERIES:
You realise the impact of something's presence in your life only when it's gone. As you relive those memories that you can't change, you find yourself at a crossroad: either leave them in the past or use them as a fuel to destroy the cause of why things ended up in some way.
and i don't know what else to say, so i am going to share something from a chapter (2nd december 1988) i have yet to publish lmao
a bit of context: Ethe hates L. She hates being around L, talking to him, seeing him - everything about him. She just can't stand him. She will only talk if she can insult him or gain something from him. She doesn't answer his questions and if she does, that means she is lying. Here, Rae is her friend and called her a hypocrite for something and is now giving her the silent treatment.
“Ethelinda, I've been looking for you,” he said, approaching me. “Ayla said she finally found another ladybug and that I should call you.”
I nodded, although being subjected to another lecture in which Ayla was trying to make me like bugs was the second-to-last thing I wanted to do that day. The last was to have a conversation with L.
Confronted with my long silence, the anti-justice, with a slightly puzzled expression on his face, decided to walk past me toward the exit.
“Do you think my behavior is hypocritical?” I asked him in one breath, and L stopped.
It was humiliating to have to ask his opinion; therefore, I did not even turn to look at him. I had been reduced to that and had the impulse to leave the library, without waiting for that answer I so sought from someone.
“Do you care about my opinion?”
“No. It's simply because you don't care about my feelings,” I replied, still giving him my back. “You will tell me the truth, in short.”
“I wouldn't put it that way, but… All right.” He took a pause to think. “I'm biased, on your side, but your behavior is hypocritical.”
Was it really? Hearing L say it led me to think it wasn't at all, because what did he know about how I behaved and why Rae had said it? Nothing. Maybe she wasn't referring to the aliases, but to something else that happened before he arrived at Wammy's that he didn't know about. It complicated the issue, because I would have had to go backwards and evaluate each of our misunderstandings.
“Do you think she has no reason to feel that way?” he asked.
Was he really starting to ask me questions to better understand my demeanor?
I sighed and turned to look at him. He was a few steps away from me, turned with his body toward the rest of the library and only with his face toward me.
“If that's the case, then, it's hypocritical because you got upset about the aliases,” he continued in front of my silence and repeated the concept, as if I hadn't understood it the first time. “You only managed to fix it because I left, didn't you?”
His question made me realize that we had not actually talked about the aliases. Ayla had implicitly included them in her promise, but Rae had not said a word, and it was L's fault, too, because he had made me believe that they were no longer relevant and had stopped using them once he came back, which meant that it had only been a test, which had probably shown a lot about my person and had given him a great advantage.
I didn't say anything. It was already enough having to appeal to his perspective, and I wanted him to understand that it had been just that and nothing more. I didn't need a lecture from him, because he was also the worst person to give me one.
“Why do you have a bruise here?” He pointed to his back, at the base of his neck.
“I fell and hit the countertop while trying to arrange some books,” I automatically repeated the explanation I had given the nurse and Roger when he had been called, since Watari was not around, and, only when I finished, did I realize what I had done.
We stood in silence looking at each other. Telling him to let it go would not disuse him from understanding why I had. Threatening him in letting it go would only have instigated him to search. I preferred, therefore, not to let out a single word and wait for him to walk away, which lasted longer than I imagined and made the situation even more unbearable. I only hoped that he would not decide to really play the husband's part.
i won't explain the husband and bruise stuff because it is actually an important part lol
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