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Chapter 6 and Chapter 6 ?
Someone asked about if Kokushibo would meet the other Hashira, and the answer is yes. Giyū will also be able to meet the Uppermoons as well, I don't really care to much about spoiling anything, honestly I have very vague plans. I'm literally rewriting everything, like if you read the first and second chapter before the third was posted they are different now
So anyway, there's three different endings.
Chapter 6; Demon Path
Chapter 6; Human Path
Chapter 6; Well, the titles and art are vaguely based on Romeo and Juliet anyway...
I'm still sort of working on her, I'm thinking of giving her more hair styles?
Like braids, Afro, dreads, etc.. I'll keep them all short though, at least in visual length
There may only be two fics (that I can read) that aren’t made by me surrounding the Kokushibo/Giyū tag but it’s still nice to see it getting more attention
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Chapter one
(split in half, top part Giyū would be at the top, and bottom half Kokushibo at the end)
Two households, both alike in dignity
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
Chapter two,
(depicts them, meeting for the first time, they are on unequal levels)
With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew,
Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs.
But all so soon as the all-cheering sun
Should in the farthest east begin to draw
The shady curtains from Aurora’s bed,
Away from light steals home my heavy son
And private in his chamber pens himself,
Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out,
And makes himself an artificial night.
Black and portentous must this humor prove,
Unless good counsel may the cause remove.
Chapter three
(Seeing eye to eye, but still having to reach out)
Alas that love, so gentle in his view,
Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!
Alas that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should without eyes see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine?—O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love.
Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate,
O anything of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness, serious vanity,
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms,
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,
Still-waking sleep that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?
No, coz, I rather weep.
Good heart, at what?
At thy good heart’s oppression.
Why, such is love’s transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate to have it pressed
With more of thine. This love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
Farewell,
Chapter four
(Idk, romance shit, it doesn't exist yet)
Chapter Five
(Domestic stuff and clearly mutual)
Chapter one
(split in half, top part Giyū would be at the top, and bottom half Kokushibo at the end)
Two households, both alike in dignity
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
Chapter two,
(depicts them, meeting for the first time, they are on unequal levels)
With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew,
Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs.
But all so soon as the all-cheering sun
Should in the farthest east begin to draw
The shady curtains from Aurora’s bed,
Away from light steals home my heavy son
And private in his chamber pens himself,
Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out,
And makes himself an artificial night.
Black and portentous must this humor prove,
Unless good counsel may the cause remove.
Chapter three
(Seeing eye to eye, but still having to reach out)
Alas that love, so gentle in his view,
Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!
Alas that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should without eyes see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine?—O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love.
Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate,
O anything of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness, serious vanity,
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms,
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,
Still-waking sleep that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?
No, coz, I rather weep.
Good heart, at what?
At thy good heart’s oppression.
Why, such is love’s transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate to have it pressed
With more of thine. This love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
Farewell,
Chapter four
(Idk, romance shit, it doesn't exist yet)
Chapter Five
(Domestic stuff and clearly mutual)
How'd I go from getting railed to learning about traditional Japanese food so I can role play cooking of all things???