Noblessetober Day 27
Lunark congratulating her baby brother for evolving.

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Noblessetober Day 27
Lunark congratulating her baby brother for evolving.
Blood Moon AU!! Part 1 - Nobles
Time for a second major AU yayy!! I’m still working on Millennium AU as usual, though I want to get started on another one that’s been on my mind since years ago but never really got the chance to put on paper.
So here we are. I’m calling this Blood Moon AU. The nobles and werewolves basically have a race swap in an almost brand new setting. Lukedonia and werewolf island still exist; it’s the characters that have changed.
I don’t know if this is corny to say but feels like this year’s giving us a 2D platformer renaissance of sorts. Maybe calling it a “renaissance” is a bit extreme but I can’t think of the last time we’ve gotten this many highly acclaimed or anticipated side-scrollers in one year, and I’m here for it.
LUNARK is a beautifully animated Flashback inspired retro cinematic Sci-Fi action adventure where humanity has fled to another world!
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Noblesse M- Muzaka, Lunark, M21, Regis, Previous Lord, Karias, Garda, Rajak, Rael
Wolfsbane : Noblesse Fanfic (post-ending)
(previous chapter)
Chapter 70 – Stepping Into the Daily Life (Last Chapter)
“Frankenstein...”
For the second time, Lunark and Muzaka sang in unison, the former out of anxiety and the latter out of fluster.
Lunark was making pretzels out of her arms and legs in her lord's presence, in snow-white dress shirt loosely curved around her form and black shorts that werewolves don when they must find themselves on examination tables or in experimental tanks.
Her style could not even meet the minimum demands to qualify as “stylish,” but Muzaka knew that she would never dress like this on her own.
Inevitably, his suspicion was directed to the man standing next to her, and Muzaka mercilessly spun his eyes and kicked at his head to blueprint the plan the blonde man was harboring.
And then Frankenstein fired a shot aimed right through his calm.
“Lunark and I are together.”
The unseen flame shattered Muzaka's eardrums, to hop and bounce between gyri and sulci of his brain and throw out his poise.
“Don't tell me... You mean, 'together' together?”
“'Together' together.”
“Frankenstein!”
I'd thought I told you to please make sure she'll give up on her feelings!
How can you do this to me?!
Muzaka could not do anything more than keeping his lips parted in frenzied shock, lest she learn about the secret deal he made with Frankenstein.
Much to his relief, Frankenstein knew how to keep a secret a secret.
“I'm aware of what you fear. Of course you'd fear. You should know very well what human-werewolf love is like. After all, - forgive me - you had to suffer grievous parting with Lady Eileen and Miss Ashleen.”
At once, Muzaka's lips furiously collided with each other, at the mention of names that had been flowers and thorns engraved into his heart.
Now the petals have fallen, the thorns removed, leaving behind only nostalgic perfume, which he can now relaxedly albeit rarely articulate.
In this case, however, perhaps because they came after Frankenstein's withdrawal from his request, Muzaka was quite unhappy.
He would have been caught in rage not long after, if it were not for his knowledge that Frankenstein will never break a promise unless there is a very good reason to.
“You wish Lunark wouldn't even catch a glimpse of what you had to walk through. There's no guarantee that she will be safe from the sabotage from her own kind. Love with humans is considered a taboo in your clan. But you don't wish to leave this pseudo-tradition untouched, do you?”
Right afterwards, Frankenstein was pinned with arrow-stares silently demanding explanations.
“I could feel various changes gliding over your domain ever since you returned to the throne. Such as, training warriors based on their natural-born power, untainted by experiments or body modifications. Improvement on relations with nobles. Demise of history of sacrificing your very kind, under orders of Maduke. And I bet amelioration of the counterpart with humans is included on your list. 'Cause lately the wolfkind has benefited from humans, not limited to me. And in order to do that, don't you think you must turn the table in favor of relationships with humans?”
“...So, you're saying I should make use of your relationship?”
“Consider it a destruction for creation. We'll destroy the wall that must now be brought down, to give rise to the seeds waiting to sprout from underneath.”
No sound came from Muzaka, but he was deliberating.
Frankenstein was right; with new era must come new rules, according to which he must remove the disconnection between mankind and wolfkind.
And Frankenstein was offering a hand in this matter, which as a werewolf lord he must accept it.
Lunark's face was a hint that Frankenstein was not the sole advocate of this suggestion.
As for Muzaka's secondary concern, he dreaded that Lunark will not be able to fully dedicate herself to the QuadraNet Project and post-eradication of the Union due to her unreciprocated love.
That is, unreciprocated love that will soon assume a wholesome relationship and thus serve no more as bars in her path, if Frankenstein is to make her emotions flow freely like thawed river.
And yet Muzaka could not help but weigh the pros and cons, as he was worried that Lunark's choice will eventually turn into a tragedy.
Lunark knew this, and hence she decided to be a lawyer for herself.
“I know you care for me, my lord. You have been caring for me ever since I was a child. But trust me when I say this - the reason why I choose this path is not because I expect only happiness.”
As Lunark put together her words, her hand slowly snaked its way towards the man standing next to her, to clasp his fingers and show how iron-hard their hearts are woven.
“When there's spring, there's winter. When there's light, there's darkness. In other words, when there's darkness, there's light. And when there's winter, there's spring. That is our world. That is life. So is love, I believe. When there's happiness, there's misfortune. When there's misfortune, there's happiness. Happiness is not the only treasure I expect inside the chest. I have simply chosen to open it.”
Tremor evaporated from Lunark as her speech carried on.
The pair of pink diamonds on her face was sparkling with conviction instead of credulity, with confidence instead of arrogance.
“It doesn't matter how stormy our path will be. No howl of rain or avalanche of water will make us release each other's hand. So please, put your faith in us and watch us. Nothing can stop us, as long as we're together.”
Tremor was gone from Muzaka as well, by the end of her deliverance.
But the werewolf lord's mouth was fixed in its place, not even as much as mumbling what is winding in his head.
And Frankenstein's patience was on a strike for the day.
“If this is how things will be, I will expend one of my wishes right now.”
Lunark merely let her head lean on her shoulder, clueless about Frankenstein's so-called wish.
In devastating contrast, Muzaka's eyes tumbled up and down, in overwhelming disbelief of what he had just heard.
“You said you will grant me any wish, as long as it's in an earthly power. I hereby state my first wish - I want you to be the carrier of banner in support of our relationship.”
Muzaka shook his head, while Frankenstein eyed Lunark as a promise of details after this.
“For the love of wolves, I bet no one can best you when it comes to stabbing my sanity at the least expected moment. How can you pull that one from under your sleeve right at...”
“So? Are you saying you can't?”
“...Of course not. I gave you my word. It only makes sense for me to keep it. But you don't need a reminder of what would happen if you so as much as even drive her to tears, do you?”
Muzaka half-heartedly laid out his warning, to which the pair responded with a beam.
A beam that ultimately urged a smile from Muzaka, which turned out to be short-lived thanks to Frankenstein's follow-up.
“And allow me to use my second wish. I need you to give Lunark holidays right now. Two months would do it.”
“Say what?! You can't demand it without any prior dis...”
“I already had a discussion. We already had one.”
“No, I meant...! Okay, sure, talking to Lunark is one thing, but you didn't discuss it with...!”
Muzaka could not even finish his words, before he pushed the palm of his hand into his forehead.
He knew nothing can beat Frankenstein when he is in his deal-with-it-for-all-I-care mode.
“No wonder Lunark is dressed like that. This is what you had in mind?”
“Obviously. Lunark's duties are not impossible at the hands of other warriors, are they? Not to mention Union can only watch themselves as the result of the recent trouble at Seoul; their manpower has already dwindled before the event. Which is why this would be the perfect time for Lunark to enjoy a vacation.”
Peaceful was his voice, but Frankenstein was basically rubbing - no, stabbing into Muzaka's face that he is more than willing to have a discussion involving fists and claws if he is not to issue a pass from the office for Lunark.
Soon enough, the werewolf lord nodded and waved his hand.
“Fine. I'll make sure Lunark's absence will not hinder us for the next two months. Now run along. Be free.”
“My gratitude, my lord.”
“Much appreciated, Lord Muzaka.”
Frankenstein and Lunark bowed and turned to leave, but then Muzaka unzipped his lips after a bit of delay.
“Lunark.”
“Yes, sir?”
A momentary silence captured Muzaka, gazing at Lunark with her body rotated halfway towards him.
“Nothing. You look beautiful today.”
Replied Muzaka, his lips curled into a somewhat nostalgic, wistfully affectionate curves.
'Ashleen... Eileen...'
As soon as Lunark and Frankenstein left with a brief smile, Muzaka scooched into his throne, to resummon the scent ghosting within his heart.
Lunark had no fear for winter or darkness, as long as she had Frankenstein with her, so she claimed.
It was reminiscent of his stance when he met Eileen. And when he had Ashleen.
A stance that was closed off into a tragedy.
Nevertheless, for some reason he could not help feeling this will not be the same for the two of them.
Which is why in reality, he had been smiling inwardly as Lunark was speaking in defense of their relationship.
And he was about to give in to their protest, which was preceded by Frankenstein's use of his wishes.
'Looks like my clan is now walking towards an actual change. Eileen... Ashleen... How I wish I could have met you two in this era.'
Regret cannot undo or do what is done or not done.
For now, the only thing he can do is to light up his hope for the future and pray for luck.
So that one day, relationship between humans and werewolves will be but part of daily life.
'I know you two can do it. So just stay the way you are, loving and beautiful.'
*****
Few days later, KSA headquarter
“What's up? I'd thought we've still got time until the departure.”
Yuigi was checking her bag for one last time, before she turned towards her visitor.
“Are you sure you won't regret this?”
“Of course I'm sure. You don't take me for some toddler, do you? I think you've gotten your standards too high, now that you're way out of the Union agents' league, including mine. You seem to have forgotten how I used to lounge at the top of the pyramid called the Union.”
“That's not what I...”
Takio could not hide his disappointment.
They had previously plotted a scenario of signing her name on the list of tenants at Frankenstein's house.
He was expectant to see her impeccably freed from the shadow of the Union, to relish an ordinary life.
And she knew what he was thinking.
Yuigi had been lost.
She had been lost between her life as Yuigi of Cerberus and her long-lost life as Raciela, like a frog unwelcome at both the earth and the water.
But now she was even convinced that the reason why she had been lost, crouched without direction and assurance, was simply to hop higher than she could ever pull off in the past.
“I'll be fine. I have found the new direction in my life. Now it's my duty to dedicate myself to my new mission and pay for my days at the Union. So don't worry and be faithful to your ordinary life. Do that for me. Besides, it's not like this is the last time we'll ever see each other. We'll be talking on designated basis, and I'll drop by whenever I need maintenance on my kits. I'll see you then.”
Takio's disquiet disappeared as he listened to her.
He was relieved.
She may not be able to take on an ordinary life, but there is no need to worry about or be sorry for her.
She just proved that she has landed upon the new agenda of her life as well as a respite of heart, and that was good enough for him.
“I like the coffee from that cafe we visited. I'll make sure to buy you back. So wait for it.”
And that was when Yuigi - that was when Raciela smiled.
For the first time, she smiled a smile full of a human heart, no longer an artificial sneer.
*****
“You ready?”
The 3rd Elder greeted Raciela upon her entrance to the KSA rooftop.
The white-haired man was donning a long coat identical to hers, hooded and furnished with a heavy backpack, surrounded by Tao, M-21, Taesik, the doctor, Yeonsu, Sangin, and Raizel, whose phone was connected live-time to Lascrea and the heads of noble clans standing in the Lord's Hall.
Then at last, the last of the gang made their arrival.
“Boss!”
“...Lunark?”
“What are you doing here...?”
Lunark's feet effortlessly glided upon the rooftop, and the 3rd Elder made a stiff, awkward recognition with his eyes, in acknowledgment of the length of hiatus in their encounters.
Pow!!!
At then the werewolf lashed out an unwarned punch, driving the man right to the edge of the building.
“M-miss Lunark! He's no longer sturdy enough to...”
“Handle my power. Yes, yes. I know. I knew that. My fist knew that. I heard how his perfection as a cyclist has been undermined, to the point that he now needs training wheels to ride a bike. Which is why I made sure you wouldn't get to hold a funeral for that guy.”
She was telling the truth, the 3rd Elder realized, as he put himself back on his feet, rubbing a side of his face.
His face did throb, so hard that he wanted to stick his hand and rummage through his head to check and see if his brain is intact.
Contrary to the pain, the only damage he suffered was abrasion that would take less than a minute for recovery.
Plus, he could see how Frankenstein was smirking behind Lunark, his arms crossed.
He and Frankenstein did have a word about his betrayal, which ended - sort of - with apology and forgiveness.
Apparently such process did not completely rinse off the grudge, and the 3rd Elder had no say in this matter.
He knew he deserved it; actually, he deserved more, he thought.
<Are you sure you will have no regrets?>
Lascrea's question chimed through the phone.
It was a rare occasion for her to start off a conversation with a voluntary question.
And not a syllable or a vowel has changed with the 3rd Elder's answer.
“I'm positive. This is what I must do. I must pay for the choice I made out of fear. And for the losses and sacrifices I called upon as a result.”
When he held Helga's hand, the 3rd Elder was full of fear.
He feared his followers' sacrifices, the Union's labor, and his tears would be wrong.
He feared his followers, the Union, and he would be wrong.
Wrong, fruitless, and in vain.
However, now he has accepted the truth.
He accepted that his followers, the Union, and he were wrong.
He accepted that he has been forcing himself to be deaf and blind to the truth that had been with him since long ago.
“The Union was originally based on the human crusade for the welfare of mankind. I admit the Union's standing point and pathway have been lethally distorted for the past few centuries. So now it's only logical to cleanse the Union's orbit and spend its final resources and manpower for what is truly meant for humans. So now there is only one thing the Union must do - making itself gone for the sake of mankind, and thereby protecting the ordinary world for the ordinary souls. And I shall take my responsibility for the past, the misdeeds, and the sin of the Union. And for the calamity at Seoul.”
Quoted the 3rd Elder, in solemn announcement of his motive for repentance.
“I'm afraid I can't set for you the date, but once the last shade of the Union is wiped off clean... I will gladly hand over my life. I know I am being more than shameless, but please, I'd like to ask you to wait until then.”
And he gave his word that he will never again betray these people.
He will never again betray the mankind.
He will never again betray himself.
The white-haired Icarus who blindly coveted the sun's position was saved from his plummet towards the sea by these people - those endeavoring to protect ordinary life - as well as the ordinary people.
The moment his steps were about to carry him off the concrete floor, the 3rd Elder whispered an addition.
“...Benjamin.”
All eyes and ears perked up at an unfamiliar name.
“It's Benjamin now. That is my true name. The name I shall answer to from now on.”
Sheepish but true, that was the smile from Benjamin.
That was the last of himself he exhibited before taking himself and Raciela away towards the horizon.
And Frankenstein was the one to break the still that lingered.
“You okay? Let me see your hand.”
He inspected her hand, his every contour and plane dripping concern.
“Aww, maybe I should have loosened up a bit. My hand stings a little.”
Lunark stage-whined, sticking out her hand free of any speck, let alone a wound.
A sight that gave the spectators an illusionary impression of watching how their sanity was being burned alive.
“We need to talk about this. When did they end up... Like that?”
“By 'like that,' are you referring to what I'm thinking?”
“Probably. Did you see his face when Miss Lunark punched Mr. Benjamin? He appeared ecstatic... And enamored. By her.”
“But is it just me, or do they actually look great together?”
After indulging in a brief moment of fluff and endearment, Frankenstein turned to face the crowd.
“Now why don't we scatter? We must go.”
“Go where?”
“Go out for our very first date.”
All listening mouths fell open at the fall of a four-character vocabulary they fathomed not even a pact with the devil could pull out from his throat.
That is, all mouths except for Raizel's lips.
Frankenstein made a serene smile as he met Raizel in the eyes, a sign that he had made his choice.
“I shall see you later, master.”
As always, Raizel responded with a gracefully breezy smile.
It did not take long for the rest of the audience to catch up with their atmosphere, curl the corners of their cheeks, and shower the two in celebration.
“To be honest, I was wondering when you two will officiate it.”
“Congratulations, Mr. Ex-Chairman.”
<Please send Lunark my regards. And those of my heads of clans.>
Not losing their focus on each other even a bit in the middle of the pleasant commotion, Lunark and Frankenstein jumped towards the streets.
*****
“Look. They're talking about the Noblesse's ex-sanctuary, aren't they?”
Lunark asked, her finger pointing a huge screen covering a facet of a building at the Gwanghwamun Square.
Frankenstein nodded after reading the headline, of the breaking news that the international environmental facilities and institutions have selected the Bermudan Treasure Chest as a special protection site, to perform and engage in extensive protection.
“Aren't you disappointed? You wanted to collect his power from that place.”
She was alluding to the proposal he made on the day she revealed the secret behind the resurrections following the nuclear missile incident.
The proposal on retrieving Raizel's power from his ex-sanctuary to replenish him was denied, due to the theory that taking away Raizel's power might lead to extinction of life at the place, since his power has already made itself a cradle, manna, and haven for the local marine creatures.
“Humans are now working together to save that place. So one day, things will settle down. Let's tell ourselves things will settle down.”
“At times like this, I feel perhaps humans are not hopelessly hopeless. Humans can be cannibalistic and destructive with their surroundings for the sake of their good, but on the other hand they know how to be altruistic and protective of the world. If I never knew you, I would have never known.”
Frankenstein gasped a laughter at her bashful comment.
“Now that's an honor. Speaking of which, I'd like to teach you more. For example, how human fare with their lives. How you can spend a daily life in the human world. What do you say?”
“Great. Please do. Teach me how humans... How a couple share an ordinary day.”
Lunark's words were confident, yet her face was blushing.
Frankenstein held her hand, his mouth arched in a gentle smile.
They knew they cannot make any promise on their future.
Just like how they did not expect the breaking news of the day.
They cannot tell what will be waiting for their discovery tomorrow. Or in an hour.
Still, they promised themselves and each other that they will devote themselves to this day to the best of their abilities.
They will hold their hands and be true to their love.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Frankenstein's and Lunark's hearts serenaded a duet of dazing flutter, as they walked into the crystal-clear sunlight illuminating their path to the ordinary life.
And the day could not be sunnier.
(Illustration by. RyO - you can find her DeviantArt page here)
What RaiSkrea and FrankenLunark have in common:
Underrated as hell. Theyre one of the least famous ship in AO3 Noblesse
Power couple
Enemies to comrades then to lovers trope
One of the few straight ships the manhwa hints/establishes
Unique dynamic. RaiSkrea is the awkward-cute-quiet pair, FrankenLunark is one-crushes-on-the-other-but-the-other-is-too-dense-and-insane-to-notice
Amazing titles. RaiSkrea: The ruler and the protector of the nobles. FrankenLunark: the strongest human and a union elder/werewolf warrior.
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