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Gabriel let out an ugly bark of laughter and abruptly looked away, his hand rubbing against the front of his helm.
“Machine,” he said in wry, twisted amusement, “you are far more likely to grow a soul. When a day comes that an object such as yourself possesses such a thing, will be the day an angel can live without Father’s light.”
V1 knew a challenge when it heard one. It also knew it excelled at winning them.
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In Gabriel's final hours, he and V1 make a bet.
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- Part 1 of The Gabv1el Road Trip
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Welcome back, Traveler.
It is time to grant your wish. To return you to your family.They are the same humans, Traveler. Nothing has been erased.
They are still yours, even if they don’t remember.
Won’t it be such a joy? To meet them all over again?—---
Great news! You didn’t murder your family! Bad news! They don’t know who you are!
How would you even answer if they asked? Who is Loop without the loops? -
I Want to Go Home by Guinevere_of_American_Tides for renaissancedonder42
Fandoms: In Stars And Time (Video Game)
12 Feb 2026
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A year behind enemy lines, Private Siffrin, Fourrier, Ms. Chevalier, Mme. Legionnaire, and Lt. Moineau prepare to face off against The King, who has waged war against Vaugarde for four years. Now, so close to the finish, Siffrin finds themself in a time loop. Aided by Tourist, a voice in the telegraph lines, they must decide what it is they truly want.
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- Part 2 of We Are Fred Karno's Army
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In which Feldspar reflects, adjusts to life back on Timber Hearth, steps up to the plate, and makes peace with everything that is, and was, and will be.
This is a story about family, mending bonds, and learning to live in the moment.
Post-Time Loop AU. A Sequel to 'MECO'.
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- Part 7 of Postcards
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21 Feb 2025
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The Sky Was Still, Honestly, Blue by Hypno_Cat for MatleenaMaddie
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
29 Jan 2023
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Mumbo stands in the beginning of the end of his creations, and he’s not numb to it so much as he’s useless, made to stand in place as he watches what he loves become history that may never be discovered again, and-
The fog creeps around him again.
“Really?” he demands the sky, and something sharp is eager to fill the hurt void in his chest. “Come on mate, honestly - at least give me something interesting to dream about! This is just- just- pants! Honestly, could you at least give me a night of, oh, I dunno, something more cheerful than a bloody funeral? Quite frankly, it’s getting boring.”
The fog closes in a little until the wisps of black tease along his arms. He faintly thinks he might wake up.
"I’m sorry,” a voice says suddenly, and Mumbo’s heart seizes. It’s not his, nor the hermits, or any voice he recognizes. “Unfortunately, I’m afraid we’re both outta luck here, fella.”
Mumbo blinks, dazed, glancing back and forth. The motion feels like freefall. There’s… nothing. No one, except...
“Pardon me,” Mumbo says faintly, “are you… the fog?”
Or: Mumbo's dreams are haunted by a mysterious shadow, and his days are haunted by a faulty jukebox.
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