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[Legend of Sun Knight] fic: New Horizons -That Which Was Lost- Extras
I have returned with the extras to wrap this story up~
Title: New Horizons -That Which Was Lost- Extras
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,815
Summary: After Grisia was lost with only the Divine Sun Sword left behind, he was never found. Until Lesus comes across an "amnesic" Grisia while evacuating the citizens. AU
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whole_new_world Alternate Reality/Changing Canon prompt "Never Found." Prompt table over here. These extras are a completely optional (rambling) addition to the story that 1) might destroy the mood, 2) are full of crack, and 3) still contain some angst. Because what is crack without angst... :'D
1. Masochist
"I'm no masochist." But the word sparked a memory. I thought out loud, "But Metal does like to get whipped."
"What?! Metal is a masochist?" Grisia blurted, his reaction once more revealing that his memories had indeed returned.
Oh. Did I just reveal Metal's secret without his permission? "...Pretend you didn't hear that."
While I was glad to reclaim another memory, I wish they weren't so difficult to keep straight.
2. Memories
"How did you figure out that I got my memories back? I put a lot of effort into making sure you wouldn't figure it out, you know!" Grisia grumbled.
Truly, his reactions in this tavern had made me certain, but I had already had a very good inkling when I'd confronted Grisia at the outskirts of that other village.
"Grisia," I called out, the recollection amusing me in hindsight.
"Hm?"
I gestured at myself. "I'm a creature of darkness now. If you didn't remember that I was the Judgment Knight, why would you even claim that I was there to arrest you? Who would even think of a creature of darkness doing that?"
"...Oh."
3. Beauty
"You're still the Judgment Knight. You'll always be Judgment to me," Grisia said, but even as he said that, I could feel him focusing on me, as if seeing me for the first time.
Perhaps it hadn't truly sunken in that I was a creature of darkness.
Perhaps I was so much the Judgment Knight to him that the absurdity of my arresting someone even while I looked like this had never even crossed his mind.
Whatever was the case, Grisia suddenly moved closer and reached out.
"Why are you caressing my cheek?" I asked, though the warmth of his hand against my cool skin felt rather nice.
"Such pure dark element, such beauty..." Grisia whispered.
Beauty? That's a first... "Are you calling me beautiful?"
Startled, Grisia shouted, "Shut up! You were touching my face earlier and saying that my eyes are 'astonishing.' Why can't I do the same?"
"..."
4. Light Show
"You're not fading into pink light," Grisia said, lifting my hand, as if examining it.
"You can't even see color," I commented.
"...Oh, right."
"Besides, didn't you prepare that light show for Roland's 'resolution' of his obsession? Even if I faded away, I wouldn't be accompanied by pink light."
I was all too glad that of all the things I actually remembered, I recalled that the pink light had not been natural.
If I had to pick a color, I would much rather it be blue, like his eyes.
I really do miss them.
5. Lingering Obsession
"Grisia, how long do you plan on holding my hand?" I didn't mind that he had switched from caressing my cheek to holding my hand, but it would be difficult to fight like this if the other demon king candidates suddenly attacked.
"Until I'm sure you're not going to fade away!" Grisia hissed and tightened his grip, but it wasn't enough to hurt. "Stupid Lesus!"
Would this be a bad time to reveal that it's not my lingering obsession to find him and bring him back?
It would have been poetic if it had been, but luckily for both of us, that was not what tied me to this world.
6. Demon King
"I've decided, Lesus. I'm going to become the Demon King."
"That's sudden. What brought it on?"
"You're questioning me? You said you'd support me no matter what I decided on! Liar!"
I really do mean it. But this is also very sudden.
If Grisia truly wished to become the Demon King, I would support him, but I was fairly sure that that wasn't what he wanted.
"I'm not going to let you 'move on' Lesus! You bet I'm never going to return to being the Sun Knight, so don't you dare move on. Take that!"
Oh... so that's how it is. Poor timing or not, I could only say, "But you're wrong about my lingering obsession."
"What?!"
7. Lingering Obsession, Take 2
"Y-You don't want to bring me back?"
"No, I just mean that it isn't my lingering obsession to do so." I had regretted something else more.
"Then what is your lingering obsession? Spit it out already, so we know what to avoid."
I thought for a moment. "If I had to come up with a lingering obsession, I'd say it's that I never told you that you're a demon king candidate. I wish I had told you. Maybe then, all of this could have been avoided."
Grisia frowned. "How'd you even know in the first place? Wait! Does this count? You basically just told me I'm a demon king candidate, even though I already know! Don't you dare disappear, Lesus Judgment!" Grisia's voice rose higher and higher as he spoke. "Wait, 'if I had to come up with a lingering obsession'... What the... What does that even mean?"
"..."
8. Bartender
I was saved from answering for now by someone unexpected. The bartender slid over two mugs, his action stunning me. I had not thought he would go out of his way to bring us drinks we hadn't even ordered when he had been so scared of me earlier. He was clearly reading the mood and felt it needed to be lightened.
Grisia was stunned as well, seemingly having forgotten about the bartender altogether.
We both sat down. Grisia's drink was alcoholic while mine was warm to the touch, likely to be tea once more. It was just like what we had ordered for each other earlier, though it seemed the bartender had found more mugs and didn't need to serve me tea in a wine glass this time.
A conversation like this one definitely warranted drinks. I raised my mug to the bartender and gave him a nod.
I had underestimated him. But like I had thought, he was proud of his job. In front of someone like this, I did not mind if he overheard us. Besides, it had been more important to stop Grisia from fleeing.
Grisia tossed his drink back. I could not help but watch him close his eyes in pleasure. Then, he slammed the mug down, threatening black eyes flying open to stare the bartender down. The poor guy backed up.
Grisia said, "We're actors, got it? We were just practicing our lines."
"..."
9. Horse
The black unicorn was outside. He hadn't been around earlier. Could he have been exploring on his own and had only just returned now? In any case, seeing him made me wonder where my own steed had gone.
"You had a horse with you?" Grisia responded when I asked him. "I didn't see one around. Must have run off. Whitey does it all the time."
She's a smart one, I comforted myself. After I fell, it was likely that she had run off like what Grisia was suggesting. The only familiar place to her that was nearby was the refugee camp, so she had likely returned there.
An untied horse without a rider was begging to be investigated. My platoon members weren't novices. I did not doubt that they would be able to track me down.
10. Textbook
"Look, Lesus, I really don't care about your horse at all. Stop changing the topic. What I want to know is, what the hell did you mean earlier?"
"You took a good look just now, didn't you?" You even called me beautiful, when anyone else would quaver at the sight of me. Just take that bartender as an example. "Either our textbook on undead creatures is very outdated, or I'm simply not a death knight at all."
"What?!"
Truly, only Grisia could manage to bring me back as a creature of darkness that couldn't even be found in our textbooks. I wasn't exactly a death knight, but what else could I be? Even I didn't know. All I knew was that I could not leave Grisia alone.
11. Wings
I shivered at his touch.
"You have wings," Grisia said, stunned.
"An astounding observation," I said. "I never would have... actually, I didn't notice at first."
Death knights only gained wings after becoming death lords, yet I had had them from the start. Besides, death lords usually had the wings of dragons, yet I didn't. It was yet another thing that made me a different sort of existence altogether.
"Grisia, stop that," I said, willing myself not to shiver again, yet I did not pull my wings out of his reach.
"But, you have feathers, Lesus! Feathers! You're so... fluffy."
A fluffy, undead Judgment Knight? I laughed and opened my wings wider, pulling Grisia against me, his punishment for teasing me. Then, I closed my wings around us, wrapping him up.
"You'd make a great blanket," Grisia mumbled as he wrapped his arms around me, his voice tickling my neck. Then, he lifted his head up, as if staring at me, even though he couldn't see. But those black eyes of his pierced right into me, the golden light in them mesmerizing me. His eyes weren't blue, but they truly were beautiful all the same.
"This means you won't disappear, right? You won't ever leave me?" Grisia whispered.
An undead creature's existence was unnatural. Of those undead creatures, at least a death knight was an existence that could ascend to heaven after settling their obsession. I had no such "peace" ahead of me and would perhaps wander this world forever even after this man I held dear were no longer around, but for now, it was a boon, granted to me even after my foolishness.
"I won't," I promised. "I'll always be with you."
12. Horse, Take 2
"Lesus, something is wrong with Whitey. He's not slobbering over his food!"
"What do you mean?"
"I gathered dark element for him, but he actually turned his head away. How rude!"
"Are unicorns even supposed to eat dark element?"
"He's been eating it this entire time. Hasn't dropped dead yet."
"Why not try feeding him something else?"
"Fine, here, have this disgusting apple... What? You actually prefer the apple over dark element I went out of my way to gather for you? See if I'll gather any more for you in the future, hmph!"
"Wait, Grisia, he's not eating the apple. He's going somewhere with it. Where is he going?"
"Hey, wait, Whitey! You come right back here! I'm not done talking! Where do you think you're going, huh? Oh. My. God, Lesus, I can't believe it."
"What?"
"That gluttonous bastard just gave the apple to some horse. Whitey, giving his food away?!"
"Some horse? What horse? Oh... huh... that's my horse."
"What?"
"That's my horse. So she didn't return to the refugee camp after all..."
"Oh. Oh my god. Whitey is romancing your horse? But they're not even the same species!"
"We aren't the same species either."
"..."
the end
So, what exactly is Lesus? Well, I actually had Illu in mind while writing this, with how Roland brought Illu back. I thought Illu was a death knight/death lord until I reread and discovered that oops, he isn't. So Lesus isn't either. He was supposed to be, at first.
That, and I just wanted Lesus to have wings, which a death knight doesn't have. (Perhaps Grisia could have managed to bring him back straight as a death lord? Not impossible~)
Given that Illu doesn't have any memories of when he was alive, I had considered that for Lesus as well, that he would only know whatever he pieced together with his observational skills, but for the sake of the story, I wanted him with most of his memories. I'll just chalk it up to Lesus really wanting to remember, and Grisia being Grisia.
Also, imagine Lesus with black feather wings. :D You can thank Kiyu for planting that image.
So yeah, this was a rambling ending. o/
Title: New Horizons -That Which Was Lost- Extras
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,815
Summary: After Grisia was lost with only the Divine Sun Sword left behind, he was never found. Until Lesus comes across an "amnesic" Grisia while evacuating the citizens. AU
Notes: For the
whole_new_world Alternate Reality/Changing Canon prompt "Never Found." Prompt table over here. These extras are a completely optional (rambling) addition to the story that 1) might destroy the mood, 2) are full of crack, and 3) still contain some angst. Because what is crack without angst... :'D New Horizons -That Which Was Lost- Extras
1. Masochist
"I'm no masochist." But the word sparked a memory. I thought out loud, "But Metal does like to get whipped."
"What?! Metal is a masochist?" Grisia blurted, his reaction once more revealing that his memories had indeed returned.
Oh. Did I just reveal Metal's secret without his permission? "...Pretend you didn't hear that."
While I was glad to reclaim another memory, I wish they weren't so difficult to keep straight.
2. Memories
"How did you figure out that I got my memories back? I put a lot of effort into making sure you wouldn't figure it out, you know!" Grisia grumbled.
Truly, his reactions in this tavern had made me certain, but I had already had a very good inkling when I'd confronted Grisia at the outskirts of that other village.
"Grisia," I called out, the recollection amusing me in hindsight.
"Hm?"
I gestured at myself. "I'm a creature of darkness now. If you didn't remember that I was the Judgment Knight, why would you even claim that I was there to arrest you? Who would even think of a creature of darkness doing that?"
"...Oh."
3. Beauty
"You're still the Judgment Knight. You'll always be Judgment to me," Grisia said, but even as he said that, I could feel him focusing on me, as if seeing me for the first time.
Perhaps it hadn't truly sunken in that I was a creature of darkness.
Perhaps I was so much the Judgment Knight to him that the absurdity of my arresting someone even while I looked like this had never even crossed his mind.
Whatever was the case, Grisia suddenly moved closer and reached out.
"Why are you caressing my cheek?" I asked, though the warmth of his hand against my cool skin felt rather nice.
"Such pure dark element, such beauty..." Grisia whispered.
Beauty? That's a first... "Are you calling me beautiful?"
Startled, Grisia shouted, "Shut up! You were touching my face earlier and saying that my eyes are 'astonishing.' Why can't I do the same?"
"..."
4. Light Show
"You're not fading into pink light," Grisia said, lifting my hand, as if examining it.
"You can't even see color," I commented.
"...Oh, right."
"Besides, didn't you prepare that light show for Roland's 'resolution' of his obsession? Even if I faded away, I wouldn't be accompanied by pink light."
I was all too glad that of all the things I actually remembered, I recalled that the pink light had not been natural.
If I had to pick a color, I would much rather it be blue, like his eyes.
I really do miss them.
5. Lingering Obsession
"Grisia, how long do you plan on holding my hand?" I didn't mind that he had switched from caressing my cheek to holding my hand, but it would be difficult to fight like this if the other demon king candidates suddenly attacked.
"Until I'm sure you're not going to fade away!" Grisia hissed and tightened his grip, but it wasn't enough to hurt. "Stupid Lesus!"
Would this be a bad time to reveal that it's not my lingering obsession to find him and bring him back?
It would have been poetic if it had been, but luckily for both of us, that was not what tied me to this world.
6. Demon King
"I've decided, Lesus. I'm going to become the Demon King."
"That's sudden. What brought it on?"
"You're questioning me? You said you'd support me no matter what I decided on! Liar!"
I really do mean it. But this is also very sudden.
If Grisia truly wished to become the Demon King, I would support him, but I was fairly sure that that wasn't what he wanted.
"I'm not going to let you 'move on' Lesus! You bet I'm never going to return to being the Sun Knight, so don't you dare move on. Take that!"
Oh... so that's how it is. Poor timing or not, I could only say, "But you're wrong about my lingering obsession."
"What?!"
7. Lingering Obsession, Take 2
"Y-You don't want to bring me back?"
"No, I just mean that it isn't my lingering obsession to do so." I had regretted something else more.
"Then what is your lingering obsession? Spit it out already, so we know what to avoid."
I thought for a moment. "If I had to come up with a lingering obsession, I'd say it's that I never told you that you're a demon king candidate. I wish I had told you. Maybe then, all of this could have been avoided."
Grisia frowned. "How'd you even know in the first place? Wait! Does this count? You basically just told me I'm a demon king candidate, even though I already know! Don't you dare disappear, Lesus Judgment!" Grisia's voice rose higher and higher as he spoke. "Wait, 'if I had to come up with a lingering obsession'... What the... What does that even mean?"
"..."
8. Bartender
I was saved from answering for now by someone unexpected. The bartender slid over two mugs, his action stunning me. I had not thought he would go out of his way to bring us drinks we hadn't even ordered when he had been so scared of me earlier. He was clearly reading the mood and felt it needed to be lightened.
Grisia was stunned as well, seemingly having forgotten about the bartender altogether.
We both sat down. Grisia's drink was alcoholic while mine was warm to the touch, likely to be tea once more. It was just like what we had ordered for each other earlier, though it seemed the bartender had found more mugs and didn't need to serve me tea in a wine glass this time.
A conversation like this one definitely warranted drinks. I raised my mug to the bartender and gave him a nod.
I had underestimated him. But like I had thought, he was proud of his job. In front of someone like this, I did not mind if he overheard us. Besides, it had been more important to stop Grisia from fleeing.
Grisia tossed his drink back. I could not help but watch him close his eyes in pleasure. Then, he slammed the mug down, threatening black eyes flying open to stare the bartender down. The poor guy backed up.
Grisia said, "We're actors, got it? We were just practicing our lines."
"..."
9. Horse
The black unicorn was outside. He hadn't been around earlier. Could he have been exploring on his own and had only just returned now? In any case, seeing him made me wonder where my own steed had gone.
"You had a horse with you?" Grisia responded when I asked him. "I didn't see one around. Must have run off. Whitey does it all the time."
She's a smart one, I comforted myself. After I fell, it was likely that she had run off like what Grisia was suggesting. The only familiar place to her that was nearby was the refugee camp, so she had likely returned there.
An untied horse without a rider was begging to be investigated. My platoon members weren't novices. I did not doubt that they would be able to track me down.
10. Textbook
"Look, Lesus, I really don't care about your horse at all. Stop changing the topic. What I want to know is, what the hell did you mean earlier?"
"You took a good look just now, didn't you?" You even called me beautiful, when anyone else would quaver at the sight of me. Just take that bartender as an example. "Either our textbook on undead creatures is very outdated, or I'm simply not a death knight at all."
"What?!"
Truly, only Grisia could manage to bring me back as a creature of darkness that couldn't even be found in our textbooks. I wasn't exactly a death knight, but what else could I be? Even I didn't know. All I knew was that I could not leave Grisia alone.
11. Wings
I shivered at his touch.
"You have wings," Grisia said, stunned.
"An astounding observation," I said. "I never would have... actually, I didn't notice at first."
Death knights only gained wings after becoming death lords, yet I had had them from the start. Besides, death lords usually had the wings of dragons, yet I didn't. It was yet another thing that made me a different sort of existence altogether.
"Grisia, stop that," I said, willing myself not to shiver again, yet I did not pull my wings out of his reach.
"But, you have feathers, Lesus! Feathers! You're so... fluffy."
A fluffy, undead Judgment Knight? I laughed and opened my wings wider, pulling Grisia against me, his punishment for teasing me. Then, I closed my wings around us, wrapping him up.
"You'd make a great blanket," Grisia mumbled as he wrapped his arms around me, his voice tickling my neck. Then, he lifted his head up, as if staring at me, even though he couldn't see. But those black eyes of his pierced right into me, the golden light in them mesmerizing me. His eyes weren't blue, but they truly were beautiful all the same.
"This means you won't disappear, right? You won't ever leave me?" Grisia whispered.
An undead creature's existence was unnatural. Of those undead creatures, at least a death knight was an existence that could ascend to heaven after settling their obsession. I had no such "peace" ahead of me and would perhaps wander this world forever even after this man I held dear were no longer around, but for now, it was a boon, granted to me even after my foolishness.
"I won't," I promised. "I'll always be with you."
12. Horse, Take 2
"Lesus, something is wrong with Whitey. He's not slobbering over his food!"
"What do you mean?"
"I gathered dark element for him, but he actually turned his head away. How rude!"
"Are unicorns even supposed to eat dark element?"
"He's been eating it this entire time. Hasn't dropped dead yet."
"Why not try feeding him something else?"
"Fine, here, have this disgusting apple... What? You actually prefer the apple over dark element I went out of my way to gather for you? See if I'll gather any more for you in the future, hmph!"
"Wait, Grisia, he's not eating the apple. He's going somewhere with it. Where is he going?"
"Hey, wait, Whitey! You come right back here! I'm not done talking! Where do you think you're going, huh? Oh. My. God, Lesus, I can't believe it."
"What?"
"That gluttonous bastard just gave the apple to some horse. Whitey, giving his food away?!"
"Some horse? What horse? Oh... huh... that's my horse."
"What?"
"That's my horse. So she didn't return to the refugee camp after all..."
"Oh. Oh my god. Whitey is romancing your horse? But they're not even the same species!"
"We aren't the same species either."
"..."
the end
So, what exactly is Lesus? Well, I actually had Illu in mind while writing this, with how Roland brought Illu back. I thought Illu was a death knight/death lord until I reread and discovered that oops, he isn't. So Lesus isn't either. He was supposed to be, at first.
That, and I just wanted Lesus to have wings, which a death knight doesn't have. (Perhaps Grisia could have managed to bring him back straight as a death lord? Not impossible~)
Given that Illu doesn't have any memories of when he was alive, I had considered that for Lesus as well, that he would only know whatever he pieced together with his observational skills, but for the sake of the story, I wanted him with most of his memories. I'll just chalk it up to Lesus really wanting to remember, and Grisia being Grisia.
Also, imagine Lesus with black feather wings. :D You can thank Kiyu for planting that image.
So yeah, this was a rambling ending. o/