The light from the oracle was burning bright enough that if he looked directly at it, his eyes would burn.
His elven father, Kratos, had requested that he go in his stead to Sylvarant to join the Chosen on her journey. In hushed words, he whispered to his son, "Make your own decisions, Lloyd. I trust that you will come to your own conclusions about this world. Just be careful."
In which I thought too hard about how Lloyd would differ if he grew up differently, and how exactly he would interact with his old friends in this new way. Sort of a character study? Lloyd's outfit and looks are based off of his concept art: https://66.media.tumblr.com/4148c4f74cd265bd9c209e923d28c5b8/tumblr_inline_o4wvtjUe3q1su1uc2_500.jpg Minus the glasses, even though they're cute as hell.
It's probably going to be a series, but isn't totally canon compliant. It does stick to what we know, but I'm filling in the blanks with my own ideas, as well as... Messing with the story a bit in order to make this more interesting and fun.
Get ready for the feelies.
28 Mar 2019
He did something he didn't regret. Not even in the slightest. Of course he knew it wouldn't be good, that it would be called bad. How he sees himself and how he's treated leaves a foul taste in his mouth.
He wondered if he preferred that or the blood.
(TW for heavily implied child sexual assault (He does get what he deserves though), mentions of torture, it's aftermath, and physical effects, and a very very fucked up Link. Adding on for the fact there's one moment of drugging but nothing happens to him since it's just him being put to sleep)
He will always be the hero, though. Always.
Was going to be a one shot and then I realized that this was too long to be a one shot. Too much planned for it. For him.
30 Sep 2018
"Don't die, Lloyd... My son." Five words Lloyd shouldn't have heard.
"I won't. I promise." Four words that Lloyd should never have been able to hold to.
"I love you." Three words Lloyd wished were easier to say.
"It's done." Two words that carried the weight of the world as he knelt before Origin's slate.
"Farewell." One word... that Lloyd said hundreds of thousands of times over the course of his life.
Lloyd Irving had made a promise. A promise he shouldn't have been able to keep, and yet... He did. Perhaps for the better... perhaps for the worst. Only time would tell. Except, time seemed to be something only Lloyd truly had to spare.
**SEEKING BETA-READER FOR BOOK 2!**
- Part 1 of Angelic Reset
Bookmarked by Muse_Of_Life (SweetToxicity)
25 Oct 2018
Something tells me Lloyd is gonna make me cry hard...