Guys what team do you think Gallivant was talking about?
Oh! And we're at the end of the Paralogue! Haha, Sorry if this seems a bit abrupt but these Paralogues, or side story chapters, are to capture scenes that are outside the perspective our main protagonists. In the future that could mean an even shorter paralogue, or perhaps a longer and more action packed one. Hard to say!
What's next? Well, next I take a break, and then I begin work on the next chapter of course! ...When will the next chapter be ready? Well probably mid or late fall this year. Yes, I know that's a long time to wait, but that's the way these things often work, haha.
In the meantime, I will also be doing some miscellaneous artwork that you can catch by following my Bluesky, my Deviant Art (you're already here), or my Tumblr.
It's been a few months. And I'm sorry for being unable to keep up with the comic work, mostly due to burnout and demotivation from continuing Mountain Luxio...
Its third year anniversary is drawing near, and to celebrate, I bring you a short chapter, where we stray away from the mountain, and into Louise's adoptive family.
After the paralogue, there will be an announcement regarding the future of MtLu. For now, please enjoy MtLu's first Paralogue...
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Note: This Paralogue is only available if Bernadetta, Ferdinand, and Dorothea have all been recruited in a route other than Crimson Flower or Silver Snow
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*Byleth approaches Ferdinand, Dorothea, and Bernadetta, the former two consoling a nearly hysteric latter*
Byleth: What’s happening, has something gone wrong?
Bernadetta: My life is over! OVER!
Dorothea: We’re sorry Professor, but we have a bit of an emergency on our hands.
Ferdinand: Indeed! That villain, Bernadetta’s father, has written, insisting that she come home at once.
Byleth: I see the problem...
Bernadetta: It’s horrible! Professor, please don’t make me go back! Please!
Byleth: Can’t you just refuse him?
Ferdinand: Unfortunately he has threatened to take her by force if she does not come willingly. It seems he is unwilling to take no for an answer.
Dorothea: we can’t let him get away with this! Professor, please, we have to do something!
Byleth: I agree. Rally the others. If he threatens Garreg Mach, He will be dealt with.
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Stage: Magdred Pass
Enemy Units: Five Swordmasters, Seven Warriors, Four Mages, Two Bishops, Five Cavaliers, One Enemy Commander (Paladin).
Victory Conditions: Defeat the Enemy Commander or Rout the Enemy.
Defeat Conditions: Bernadetta, Ferdinand, or Dorothea Falls in battle.
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Dialogue
Opening Dialogue
Bernadetta: Oh no, he’s here!
Lord Varley: Professor, how kind of you to deliver my daughter directly to me.
Ferdinand: She is not your to take you villain!
Lord Varley: I was not addressing you boy.
Dorothea: It doesn't matter which of us you talk to, we won’t let you take Bernie!
Bernadetta: I- I’m not going back with you father! Now j-just turn around and never come back!
Lord Varley: Well if you all insist on being unreasonable, Then I shall take what is mine by force!
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If Ferdinand engages Lord Varley...
Lord Varley: Stand back boy! The Aegir family had no say over this matter.
Ferdinand: I think not. This is a matter of what’s right and wrong, and I shall not allow your villainy to continue!
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If Dorothea engages Lord Varley...
Lord Varely: Ah, my daughter’s pet peasant here to teach me a lesson eh?
Dorothea: I’m going to enjoy this far more than is healthy.
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If Yuri engages Lord Varley...
Lord Varley: You... I knew I should have finished the job you brat!
Yuri: Heh, I get that a lot.
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If Bernadetta engages Lord Varley...
Bernadetta: I- I’m not scared of you anymore!
Lord Varley: Enough girl! You will fall into line! NOW!
Bernadetta: G-g-g GO TO HELL!
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Post-Paralogue:
Bernadetta: It’s over. It’s done. He’s gone.
Byleth: Will you be okay?
Bernadetta: I- I think so. I mean, he was a monster, but he was still my father.
Dorothea: I’m just glad you’re okay Bernie.
Ferdinand: Indeed. You carried yourself well Bernadetta. I’m impressed.
Bernadetta: H- he had this on him. It’s an old treasure of our family. Professor, I want you to keep hold of it.
Byleth: Are you sure?
Bernadetta: I might want to use it later... but right now I don’t want anything that reminds me of that man again.
Dorothea: Oh Bernie...
Bernadetta: I want to.. I want to thank you guys. I couldn’t have done this without you all.
Dorothea: Oh Bernie, we love you! *she and Ferdinand both hug Bernadetta*
Bernadetta: AGGH! HUMAN CONTACT! HUST ESCAPE TO ROOM!
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Reward: 10,000 Gold. Dark Seal. Garamel’s Shield: A Shield that negates negative status effects.
His Star - Chapter 2.5 Paralogue: Midnight Interlude
Chapter list: 1 / 2 / 2.5 / 3
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Synopsis:
The night Byleth wakes up after the final battle with Those Who Slither in the Dark at Derdriu, Claude bares his heart open to his future wife.
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The one where Claude admits his fears to Byleth and she realizes just how much her golden boy really loves her.
Pairing: Claude x F!Byleth
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“What’s wrong?”
The hand that was stroking his cheek halts and Claude can’t help the small whine of displeasure that bubbles in his throat.
“What makes you think something is wrong?” He peeks one eye at her, studying her expression for anything that he can leverage to change the topic.
It is his first night back with Byleth and he isn’t about to let them spend it talking about heavy topics better left for after he has his way with her.
Calloused fingertips drift up along his temple and along his brow before gently smoothing it out. “You look tense.” He knows he doesn’t. He has long mastered the art of concealing his expression. “Like you’re thinking about something. Or trying not to think about something.”
Stars above. Claude wonders how he has gotten through the majority of his life without someone like Byleth. Someone who knows exactly what is going through his mind with nothing more than a quick glance. Someone who knows where to dig in his closet to find the skeletons that no one has ever even heard of.
The concerned furrow of her brows calls him and the Almyran King finds himself tangling his long fingers in her hair, angling her face so that he can brush a kiss against her forehead.
“Nothing gets past you, does it, love?” His breathy laugh tickles her skin, sending jolts of pleasure shivering down her spine.
Though his eyes remain closed after his gentle kiss, he can feel her worried gaze on his face.
Byleth is an intense person by nature. There are not many in Fodlan that can confidently say that they could engage in eye contact with the Queen of Unification and not be the first to look away.
There is something about her that pierces the soul. Like she is stripping away the masks and layers with all the ease of peeling an onion.
Claude, however, is one of the few (or possibly the only) people that grew accustomed to her intense looks and now revels in it.
Call him selfish and possessive, but Claude likes it when Byleth looks at him, and him alone.
“Khalid.”
Her abrupt use of his real name sends an acute flood of joy through him and he inhales sharply. “Stars, By. You can’t just say my name like that. Warn a man before you make him weak in the knees, yeah?”
God. He loves the way the syllables roll off her tongue, as if caressing the sounds before letting them escape into the space between them, absolutely dripping with love and concern.
In giving her his real name, Claude recognizes that he has probably also given her a trump card.
And his hand? Well, it is laughable at best.
But he wouldn’t have it any other way.
“I...” He combs his fingers through his unruly hair, mussed from their earlier...ahem, session. “I can’t get the image of you falling out of my head.” He blurts out.
Byleth blinks at him, but he forges on, not quite ready to release control of the conversation in fear that he might chicken out and deflect.
“Byleth... When I saw you falling... I can’t- I don’t- It... It was terrifying.” Claude reaches around to pull her tightly to his chest, slotting her head securely under his chin so that she can’t see the bright sheen gathering in his eyes.
“I know that when you woke up from your 5 year nap, I greeted you with more or less breezy nonchalance... But I had nightmares about you falling off that cliff for months.”
His chest stutters with his inhale and he fights back the stinging behind his eyelids.
“When I came back and saw you falling again... all I could think about was getting to you in time. I couldn’t save you the last time, and as a result, you disappeared for 5 years. I just... I feared that if I couldn’t save you again this time... you might-”
Despite his best efforts, the tightness in his throat chokes off the last few words of his confession.
Perhaps it is the burden of the words themselves that weigh too heavily on him that he cannot force them out. Or maybe it is because a part of him worries that if he puts words to his fear, it will make it less visceral and more tangible.
But none of that matters.
None of it matters because her hand that was once buried against his chest is now tangling itself in his hair and coaxing his glassy eyes open.
And he can tell.
She hears him.
I feared that if I couldn’t save you again this time, you might disappear forever.
It is her sad whisper of his birth name again that breaks him. Quiet sobs rack his body and he pulls her even closer, as if erasing the physical distance between them can quell the terror in his heart.
“Aziz-am...” He starts, but then curses in Almyran. His slip back to his native tongue evidence enough of how shaken he feels. “I-I can’t live without you. I know it sounds stupid and melodramatic, but in those seconds that you were falling - I couldn’t breathe. I c-couldn’t think. I couldn’t- !”
“I know. I know, Khalid.” Byleth hushes him, her hand making steady strokes down his back in an attempt to ease away the pain.
“I promise... I won’t leave you. You won’t be alone ever again. We will walk side by side together in this new world.”
Both of them know that there’s no way she can make those promises. There’s too many external factors that they cannot control - what if there are attempts on her life? Goddess knows that not everyone in Fodlan is happy with the unification of the country. There are still stragglers from the Empire who are loyal to Edelgard and would do anything to see her dream realized, even without her.
Not to mention the fact that Claude can almost guarantee he will face backlash from those less tolerant in his homeland because after their marriage, there will be yet another foreigner on their throne.
But looking at her now... her own mint green eyes that are misty with so much love and devotion...
Call him a fool, but he believes her.
Byleth makes a tiny startled noise when he dips down to claim her lips, but then quickly melts in his arms like an ice spell in the hot Sreng desert.
When they finally break apart, the silence of the room is broken by their quiet pants, the hot air warming up the space between them and their hearts.
“I love you, Byleth. With everything that I am.”
He repeats the words he said to her the morning they got engaged. Not because he is being sentimental and wants that extra oomph of lovey dovey-ness, but because there are no truer words that he can think of to express just how much this beautiful woman has come to mean to him.
“I promise you... I will love you with my heart and soul until my dying breath and beyond. I will spend the rest of my life loving you because you have given me so much that I cannot even begin to repay my debts. So as long as you will have me... know that I will do everything to make your dreams come true because, Aziz-am, not only have you fulfilled mine, but you’ve also given me a new one.”
Again, both of them know that this is a promise that is difficult to prove. But to Claude, he knows just as surely as his heart beats, it beats for the demigoddess that is in his arms. Without a shadow of a doubt, he knows that he will love her with every fiber of his being because it is fate that brought them together. And it is fate that ties their souls with an invisible red string.
And just as he believes her when she promises he’ll never be alone again, she believes him when he says he will always be by her side.
After all, he can do naught but follow his Guiding Star.
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Aahhhh hope you guys liked this small interlude. I originally wanted to put this moment in the second chapter, but it didn’t fit quite right so I decided to make a tiny side bit for it.
Official chapter 3 coming soon!!
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