ʀᴇᴠᴀʟᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴᴇᴅ

[kass]

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»»———-　𓆩𓆪　———-««
Thunderday 12,
Newdawn, 1555
»»———-　𓆩𓆪　———-««

For too long, I have carried the burden of my father.
I've carried the curses that cling to this surname, the violence that always follows it, the loneliness when you're its sole survivor.
With the change of the season, comes a reckoning.

I have come to realize my chains are what I was too afraid to leave behind; but no longer.
I hereby renounce House Illysar, and cleanse myself of all that it forced upon me.

Revalor-Thevan Illysar is dead.
I am, at last, Unburdened.

»»———-　𓆩𓆪　———-««

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[SecretKeeper]

THATS MY (THIRD) FAVORITE WHITE BOY WHOOOOOOOOOOO

 

[ATiredgh0st]

GO WHITE BOY GO!!!

Spoiler: 『 ! 』

“My, my! Who would've thought?” Ike mused, a smirk tugging at his lips as a passerby finished reading the notice aloud. He clapped his hands together with a delighted chirp. “Awhe! I knew he was still alive!” His tone was sing-song, almost childlike in its amusement.

Spinning in place with a light, almost whimsical grace, he cooed, “Cute, cute! I have to visit him!” His excitement was short-lived, however. A sudden gasp escaped his lips, and his hand flew to cover his mouth.

“Oh! Is my–” He halted mid-spin, eyes narrowing behind the blindfold as if remembering something important. “Oh.” A beat of silence. “Maybe I should–” Another pause, longer this time. “…Yeah, I have to fix that first.”

 

[kass]

GO WHITE BOY GO!!!

Spoiler: 『 ! 』

“My, my! Who would've thought?” Ike mused, a smirk tugging at his lips as a passerby finished reading the notice aloud. He clapped his hands together with a delighted chirp. “Awhe! I knew he was still alive!” His tone was sing-song, almost childlike in its amusement.

Spinning in place with a light, almost whimsical grace, he cooed, “Cute, cute! I have to visit him!” His excitement was short-lived, however. A sudden gasp escaped his lips, and his hand flew to cover his mouth.

“Oh! Is my–” He halted mid-spin, eyes narrowing behind the blindfold as if remembering something important. “Oh.” A beat of silence. “Maybe I should–” Another pause, longer this time. “…Yeah, I have to fix that first.”

the "i knew he was still alive!" IS SENDING ME