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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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He takes a step back to find his balance again and it takes all he has to retain anything close to rational thought. His emotions, kept in a shapeless bucket somewhere in his mind, are beginning to overflow. Mikazuki's cheeks still bear the marks of his sorrow openly, evidence for everyone to find and see. Kogitsunemaru's anguish can no longer escape and the part of him which still cares, which is struggling and fighting for something fruitless is in hysterics-
If he can just be a little stronger
If he could break through (the middle, one clean cut), Mikazuki could have a c h a n c e
Kogitsunemaru exhales quietly, red eyes filled with contempt at... What exactly? What Mikazuki has become? At his own weakness? At them both? No. At Mikazuki's feeble attempts of resistance.
But isn't that was he was craving all along? A battle like this. And Mikazuki is no weakling.
Sweet little tantous, sitting in a row. One follows the fox and is crushed with one blow
Mikazuki is a challenge. The lantern light makes him look to pretty, so ruthless and helpless and powerful. A sword befitting of the title of one of Japan's finest, most precious. His eyes used to be so clear, so alight with contentment and a certain mischief. His hands so gentle but firm and strong, lips forming a guileless smile as he looks up at -
Kogitsunemaru has gladly followed him into battle before but now. But now. Now all he wants is to devour and shatter and sully.
Something trickles down Kogitsunemaru's cheek. It smells sharp and tangy and it's iron, isn't it? His right eye is already done for, it feels swollen, like a fruit ready to burst. He's going to have to end this soon, doesn't he?
A pity. Toying with prey is the most enjoyable thing.
Kogitsunemaru inhales as he takes a sharp step forward, looking like he's ready to bring the blade down on Mikazuki's head.
Cloth rustles when Kogitsunemaru bends instead, attempting to pierce Mikazuki's side with the sharp, dark edge of his sword.
It feels better like this. Closer to the floor, shoulders hunched. More like the small fox he carries in his name but he can't protect Mikazuki like this the fox has no place here]
Care to dance, Mika-zuki-san?