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corruption au meme
![]() The Sword Army pursues the Retrograding Army through history, encountering familiar settings and reliving old memories. Though strong, with every change in time and setting, the swords dread the old memories. As they fight to preserve history as it is meant to be, the Sword Army must steel their hearts and resist temptation lest they come to fight themselves… ![]() |
A popular fan theory is that the enemy swords you fight are actually your swords from an alternate universe who wished to change history. For this meme, feel free to make up your own starters or use one of the prompts below. Remember to state if your character is corrupted, not, or if you have no preference.![]() |
PROMPT IDEAS 1. How could you let this happen? They wanted to be left alone, their mood was poor, and maybe you should have noticed the signs but now that you have, it’s too late. They can’t stop these thoughts in their head and something in their soul has turned dark and ugly. Is it too late? Maybe you can get through to them… if not, are you ready to draw your sword? 2. Possession. Even the smallest trace of doubt can attract them— evil spirits. Once the dark spirit has latched on to your soul, it takes over and consumes you. Maybe the possession is gradual or maybe it happens suddenly. All you know is that everyone has regrets and anyone can doubt… this could happen to anyone. 3. Cry Wolf. We fought the same battles and shared the same meals together so it was only natural that we would be considered allies and friends. The fateful moment approaches and suddenly it is revealed: One of you is not a true friend. There is a traitor among you. 4. Becoming your own enemy. Your mission is to go back in time and let things happen as they were meant to be but their fall into despair was never supposed to happen, right? And so you went back in time to prevent their misfortunes but you keep failing again and again until, this time, you think you’ve got it. This time, you’ll be able to save your friend - but will you be able to save yourself too? 5. Reborn again. When destroyed in battle, the sword disappears only to return again anew. You can’t choose the fate you’re born with though and this time, someone has returned… from the wrong side. ![]() |
INSPIRATIONS There are some corruption fanart floating around Pixiv, as well as a FST made by Aki ( ![]() |
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Because he can't be saved. Even by the saniwa's magic, because it is that magic that brought him back in the first place. The corruption will only worsen, and he cannot bear to be in the midst of his friends when that madness finally sets in. Not when he can still think clearly...
"It will end." His life, he means. "And I would rather prefer it be here."
He doesn't say it, but hopefully Tsurumaru can catch on to what he may just have implied.
Kill me.
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"Just tell me one thing first. Why did this happen?"
Mitsutada may be a weapon, but once they assumed a form of flesh, their lives suddenly had a indescribable value bestowed upon them. They became more than swords. Tsurumaru needed a reason for why two left and only one returned.
"When did it start?"
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"She didn't tell you, did she?"
His voice becomes fluted now, almost breathless. He's grateful, in a way, but perhaps it just made things more painful in situations like now.
"I was dead from the beginning. Broken." One hand taps his sword form at his side, before he draws it - slowly enough to hopefully not alarm Tsurumaru before he holds it out to the other, blade flat and parallel to the ground.
"This was never me." Fake. "Merely living on borrowed time, as it is."
And now, it's finally run out.
ki ll m e
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"...you're still dumb as ever, in case you didn't know that."
Someone has to tell this to the rest. To the saniwa, to the other swords, and Ookurikara. When one dies, that's the end of their worries, but those that remain have to take on their burden.
He's failed at being the crane that brings longevity again, not like he succeeded in the first place. White feathers will be dyed red again, nothing new.
"Just promise me this. When we're calling for you again, come back...!"
The blade comes down hard.
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He smiles, singular golden gaze finally lucid enough to shine. The amber ring in his iris flares bright for a moment - before it fades, just as Tsurumaru's blade shatters his true form in half.
"Thank you... friend."
Splinters of steel scatter onto the grass like fallen leaves. The hands holding Shokudaikiri Mitsutada's second body shimmer for a moment before becoming intangible, and the rest of the broken vessel land with the faintest of thuds - leaving a soft hiss as the corruption withers from within.
There is a rosette pattern burned into the grass where he last stood. And then, nothing.
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At least he disappeared in a 'cool' fashion, like what he lived to be, with himself taking on the visage of their old master in Oushuu.
In the end, the long-lived crane is left behind, watching time reclaim people when they were due. He picks up the pieces, and tucks them into his cloak.
He thinks to himself, will there ever be a time where he will join them?
That'll be quite a surprise.