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Obey Me Genshin Impact AU

Warnings: Some spelling errors

There all from Snezhnaya, but they all went on there own adventures and settled down at one spot or Arcon I should say.

They also all love each other but at the same time they hate each other in this AU :(

Lucifer

-Cryo (Second element would probably be Pyro. Don’t come at me for La Signora, I just can’t think of another vision he would have other than those two

-Sword/ Catalyst

-In the Snezhnaya Arcon

-Apart of the Fatui (A harbinger)

-His brothers never see him much..

-People fear or get nervous if his name is ever mentioned, because he loves to torture or play with his victims.. he doesn’t kill them right off the bat because of his pride

-This man is so serious and cold in this au.. I can imagine it so clearly y’all..

-For some reason though, if he were to be friends with anyone I can see him having Zhongli as a friend of some sort or Ninnguang (If he wasn’t in the Fatui)

-Also ever since he met you.. he found you annoying as hell since you were such a distraction~

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Mammon

-Geo

-Spear or Claymore

-In the Mondstadt Arcon

-Traveler and Explorer

-Battles monsters or people a lot to steal there treasure/ mora .-.

-He works with Treasure Horters sometimes.. but often they fight over the treasure -_-

-Isn’t a fan of the Abyus Order

-Couldn’t stop thinking about you after he met you, so he tries to make all the time and effort he can to see you or explore with you ;w;

-Honestly I can see you guys traveling all of Tevyat together, since this man is such a simp and won’t leave ur side and yea

-Scared of the Fatui *harbingers*

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Levi

-Hydro

-Bow/ Sword

-In the Inazuma Arcon

-Likes to explore usually, and is also a samurai like Kazuha. I actually see them being friends

-And ever since you came to Inazuma, he was happier because you are one of his only friends (Awwww :( )

-Also scared of the Fatui -0-

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Satan

-Anemo or Dendro

-Sword or Catalyst

-In the Sumeru Arcon

-Almost as wise as the God of wisdom 0_0

-He’s met all of the Arcons except the Cryo Arcon

-Loves reading books and gazing at the horizon

-Rescue a cat or help it, he will be on your side forever

-Has his own reading spot and only told you about it since he trusts you and finds you interesting

-Despises the Fatui because of Lucifer ofc -_-

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Asmo

-Anemo

-Catalyst/ Bow

-In the Fontaine Arcon

-Known very well and very popular with fame in Fontaine

-Since there is a stage in the Tevyat trailer, I think in this au he would be a model or actor

-Gets scared of any monster tbh.. either that or he thinks there cute, like the slimes

-Thinks the Fatui look hot (He thinks everything looks hot .-.) but they hate him so I mean.. O_o”

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Beel

-Pyro

-Claymore

-In the Liyue Arcon

-Loves eating at Xanglings Restaurant with Belphie (Him and Xangling would be such great friends)

-Apart of the Liyue Qixing

-Sad that Lucifer is in the Fatui :( (He just wants his family together ;-;)

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Belphie

-Electro

-Catalyst

-In the Liyue Arcon

-Spends his time sleeping usually, but always makes time for Beel :,)

-Also apart of the Liyue Qixing because he wants to be with Beel and because he hates the Fatui cuz of Lucifer :/

-I can just imagine you and the twins just huddled together somewhere sleeping ;w;

Honestly I feel like asmo would be sayori. Natsuki would be probably levi since hes a tsundere and likes manga and stuff or maybe mammon. Theyre both tsunderes. Yuri definitely would be satan lmao but I dont have any ideas for monika tbh :')

STOP FOR SOME REASON I JUST THOUGHT OF A DDLC A.U OF OBEY ME

MY MIND IS IN THE WRONG PLACE

HELP-

The things that could happen in that AU

Hskahajauha I can’t 😭

Hey pet au people, I have a question.

what are you imagining?

When you say stuff like, "Belphlgor is usually solitary but when paired with Beelzebub has an easier time cohabitating with two or more other pets" are you imagining the boys in their demon forms? As animals? Is it a Catboy situation, or are they just their normal selves but demons are seen as pets? How big are they?

When you say the names specifically and apply specific behaviors on them, are we as readers supposed to take that as them being a species? Hypothetically could I adopt like 5 Lukes?

Ok so, that was more than one question but still-

Amazing!! Hit me right in the feels.

Never thought I'd have something new to post on this account again, but... here we go!

And poor Michael 😭 this portrayal is honestly even more brutal than I originally envisioned. I always imagined him still able to speak, though his voice warped.

Though, applying that here may paint an even bleaker picture than the current implication. That it's not that he can't speak, but that he's too ashamed to, and that is the reason for his silence. Either way, this is chilling. My poor baby.

Also love the detail about cold damaging eyesight!! Didn't even consider that.

I prayed i'd meet You again, but why like this?

A/N: I finally got the motivation (and time) to finish a Michael and Lucifer angst minific i begun in [checks calendar] march. :). This piece takes place in the armageddon AU timeline. While i do reccomend you go read the source material to understand this fully, here's a 'quick' summary:

The Demon King and Father never step away from leadership, and the exchange program is never created. Tension between the realms keep rising, and eventually spill over, which results in a war.

In an effort to prevent invasion, the Celestial Realm and Devildom become nigh inhospitable. The Celestial Realm becomes blindingly bright, even at night. Heat from the light results in burns, scorched feathers (loss of flight), and vision loss. The Devildom is clouded by a light-consuming mist. It becomes too dark and too cold to grow any kind of tree, crop or flower. Demons try to cope with famine through canibalism, all while dealing with wide-spread hypothermia* and madness. Sometime during this period, Michael's form is warped beyond recognition in an attempt to make the perfect demon killing machine.

Many angels and demons lose faith in the ambition of their sovereign, and thus create rebellion groups, which eventually fuse into one. Both Father and the Demon King are overthrown. The war is over, but the realms are still far from peace. Infighing in the Coaliton begins. The minific takes place at this point in the timeline. Two ideologies arise from the sea of arguments and discussions; Cohabitionism - belief that the CR and DD are far too damaged, and that angels and demons should permamently reside in the human world (as they have for a while already, many chose to flee to the Human World) Reformism - demons and angels miss their homes, humans want them out of theirs, so a plan of re-establishing CR and DD under new, proggresive leaders hangs in the air.

Reformism died out due to failed attempts to re-ihabit the other realms.

An institution called the World Council is established, angels, demons, and humans all inhabit the Human World.

For the first time in forever, the future that awaits everyone is a bright and happy one.

Written in 2nd person | Lucifer’s point of view Warnings: Angst | body horror | mentioned character death | mentioned self mutilation | existential dread? | post-apocalyptic world | heavily dependent on the source material [Obey me! armageddon AU created by @luckykittysshowerthoughts] Word count: 0.8k (+ 0.3k AU summary) tag list: @floydsteeth @lemidvet

You stand atop scorched ground covered by blood and ash. You and your brothers are here to participate in one of the many  meetings discussing the future of the realms and their surviving citizens. There are many people you know here-  Solomon, Thirteen, Diavolo, the surviving members of the Devildom House of Lords and the seraphim, a couple of other angels (including Simeon), and also a few high ranking Sorcerers’ Society members, guessing by their uniforms.

Although, this time there is a very peculiar… person? Amongst the Celestial Realm representatives that you don’t recognize. You also notice Michael isn’t in attendance again, but it’s no wonder he isn’t after what happened to him.

…

The mysterious angel bothers you. Well, it’s not doing anything to you, you just find it unsettlingly familiar - but you’ve never seen anything quite like it. The creature’s head, ankles, and four wrists are circled by golden bands littered with eyes. There are even more eyes on its wings, but you’re not sure how useful they are, given that said wings are on fire. Its eyes are frantic - looking, observing, but never quite locking eyes onto anything or anyone. Such features are only reserved for an angel’s higher form, but seeing how it was let into the conference like this, it mustn't be able to turn back. 

That was a person, once - or maybe it never was. Maybe it was created specifically to be a killing machine, without a choice and no mouth to voice its complaints.(Maybe its literal facelessness is meant to signify its lack of identity?). Is this really your father's doing? In pursuit of eradicating demon kind, did he truly go as far as to do this to one of his own children  your kin, once? Is this really what he wants? To create an inhabitable world for children malformed, dead, and broken? Is that how he shows 'love'? 

…

Staying in the Devildom’s frozen wasteland for so long clearly didn’t do wonders for your eyesight.*

The golden flames of its wings blinded you from noticing the most important detail about the angel. Beautiful, knee-length hair that shines like the purest gold. You know who this hair belongs to- you ruffled it a lot when you were still your Father’s favourite.

(How could you not have recognised him? You grew up with him. Did all that time you spent together mean nothing to you?)

This isn't just an angel- this is the angel who entrusted Mammon into your care, the one who commissioned the construction of the first ever planetarium in the celestial realm, the one you got a leg up on by going to it before he could, the one you playfully shoved your responsibilities onto when he did the same to you, the very same one you once co-ruled the celestial realm with, this- this is-

Michael is attending the meeting, after all.

The realisation is horrifying. Father did this. He did this to his most loyal and faithful soldier. His current favourite. His own child. If you hadn’t rebelled, if you hadn’t torn out your wings in anger, hadn’t lost your sister- would he have done the same to you?

A distant shout brings you back - the debate is getting heated. You watch as a member of the now nonexistent devildom nobility hollers profanities at an ophanim - Ribkiel, if memory serves you right. The angel can barely wait for the noble to finish before they slam their fists on the table and yell something back. Their pointless squabble incites many others to join in. A few people try to calm the screaming match, though, with Simeon included among them. This isn’t all that surprising -  the last meeting was just as disorderly as this one too. You can’t help but sigh. Something tears your attention again, but this time, away from the ongoing scuffle. There’s a dainty and delicate hand squeezing your arm. Despite your deteriorated eyesight, you can see the scarring on them - and something quite unheard of in such times - nail polish. Things have been peaceful enough recently for Asmodeus to paint his nails his signature blue and pink. Good. Though, the frown on Asmo’s face isn’t. He’s probably worried that you’re zoning out so much. You shake your head and he slides his hands away from you. You don’t notice him shooting you another concerned look as your eyes return to boring into Michael.

This time, he looks at you, too. His brilliant blue eyes gaze deep into your own. Maybe it’s just your imagination, but you swear there was a flash of pain and longing in them.

*- Extreme cold can damage your eyesight, and even lead to blindness. Though this isn't mentioned as something plauging the survivors from the Devildom in the AU.

I have a question. How has Beel been doing? probably horrible, I'd imagine. but.. the food problem. how would he be handling it? would he resort cannabalism? or...?

...good question. I never entirely figured that out. I toyed with a few things, but never found something I really liked.

A while ago, someone brought up the idea of Beel taking a bite out of Belphie, and there being a big bite mark on Belphie reminding Beel of what he did. I do like that idea.

I also toyed with the possibility of the brothers sealing Beelzebub in some kind of artifact or pocket-dimension to keep him from eating them. I have mixed feelings on this one. On one hand, it probably makes the most sense because we all know Beel would be incredibly dangerous otherwise, but something just doesn't feel right.

There's also the possibility of Beel turning his hunger on anyone who threatens the brothers. The brothers would face many threats from all parties during the war, and Beel would have no problem munching down a few of them. He may get his sustenance from their enemies on the battlefield.

Honestly, I'd love to hear other opinions on this.

Art of Armageddon AU!Satan by the very talented @luyo-mi​!

Like seriously.

Imagine this.

Black background with white text reading “ “I gave you my sword, my heart and my faith."

fading to an image underneath, of Raphael’s silhouette staring out into a destroyed Celestial Realm

“But now the sky is burning, and I scream and wonder...”

Gahhhhh I have so many ideas in my head if only I had skill

Some day I’d really like to get art of this AU captioned with matching “Together, Against The Sisters” lyrics 

Some day I’d really like to get art of this AU captioned with matching “Together, Against The Sisters” lyrics 

Lore IX - Rebuilding the World

<------- (Lore VIII)-------«

Though the times after the war were harsh, they eventually settled down. Everyone on all sides was terrified of starting another war after what they had just been through, and most were too weak and weary to fight hard. 

The Reformists’ ideas began to fade out as shocking incidents arose. The demon Reformists were devastated as an expedition to the Devildom led by Reformist leader Mephistopheles turned for the worst, with only Mephistopheles and Belphegor returning alive. The angels began to question what had become of them after political leaders Simeon and Raphael got into a physical altercation over their beliefs that severely wounded Simeon. Eventually, the Reformists begrudgingly conceded to the Cohabitionalists. The humans agreed to house the angels and demons, as long as they pulled their weight and helped repair the damage they had done. Slowly, together, the races began to rebuild the Human World, from the ground up.

The world was rebuilt with all three races in mind- the angels, the demons, and of course, the humans. The angels and demons’ magic came in handy for making effective use of space and resources, as well as bringing some aspects from the other two realms into the Human World. Celestial magic was used to create floating islands in the sky above the earth, which would become home to most of the angel refugees. Cave systems were expanded and modified to house the demons, who were used to living in low light. Though each race had their primary locations- the angels on the floating islands, the demons in the caves and the humans on the surface- they were all very much in contact with each other. It was certainly not unheard of for a human to live in the Celestial Isles, or a demon to live in a human city. There was much cultural diffusion between the three groups, mostly thanks to their comradery built up over the war as well as the consistent exchange of resources between the groups while they were rebuilding.

Michael officially announced his retirement soon after the arrangement to move to the Human World was settled. Everyone saw it coming- what had been done to Michael left him emotionally exhausted and mentally broken, and as such he had been unwilling to lead for quite some time. Even though Michael had been returned to normal physically, he still wasn’t mentally ready to lead again. Raphael fully supported Michael’s decision and ended up following suit, giving his endorsement to Simeon to lead the angels into a new era. The two of them now share a home in the Celestial Isles, relaxing peacefully and attempting to recover from what they had experienced. Simeon ended up being the main representative of the Celestial Realm in the World Council. 

The World Council is a gathering of representatives from all three realms. Its goal is to oversee the rebuilding of the realm and cohabitation between the races, and make decisions to move these processes further along. Simeon is the head of the council and also one of the angel representatives. Diavolo and Lucifer are demon representatives on the council, and Solomon is one of the human representatives. Raphael would eventually return from his retirement to be a representative of the Celestial Realm, having realized that his usually-busy life felt empty without having work to do (and that living with Michael was driving him cuckoo and he needed some time out of the house.)

Under the council, great progress was made to bring the races together and rebuild what had been destroyed. For the first time in ages, a bright future was ahead.

Update

Links in posts have been properly updated; I apologize for the delay.

Little status update, I only have one major post left to make. The next lore post coming out next Saturday will be the last of the lore, and I don’t have any inspiration for more character files or fics at the moment. So, after this weekend, there will no longer be weekly long posts on the weekends.

I’ll still be here, posting little tidbits and thoughts and such about the AU and reblogging others’ Armageddon AU content like I have been throughout the weekdays. So don’t mourn; this AU isn’t over or anything like that. It’s just that the content I’d planned has run its course. 

Lore VIII - Within the Wreckage

<-------(Lore VII)-------«

After a long, tireless fight from the Equinox Coalition, both Father and the Demon King were overthrown. The six fallen angels fought alongside their angel comrades once more to bring Father down, and in turn for their liberation the angels fought alongside the demons to bring down the Demon King. All major Coalition members survived, but their struggles weren’t over. Many questions still remained.

What would become of the Celestial Realm and the Devildom, which the two felled leaders had left ravaged in their wake? Where would the angels and demons go, if not to their homes? Who would command the angels in Father’s place, and the demons in the Demon King’s? How would each of the three realms be restored?

Most importantly, how could they even begin to recover from the horrific events that had nearly destroyed their world?

After the common enemy was taken out, the Coalition members began to argue amongst themselves. They stopped repressing their deep concerns and proclaimed themselves boldly in two categories: the Cohabitionalists, and the Reformists.

Many angels and demons missed their homelands, and wished to see them restored to their former glory. Many found the idea of coexisting among the other races to be humiliating and damaging to their culture. Many humans agreed with them, opposing the idea of housing angels and demons on their land. This group of angels, humans, and demons became known as the Reformists. They believed in reforming the Celestial Realm and the Devildom under new and more progressive leaders.

Demons who are a part of the Reformist school of thought usually nominate Lord Diavolo as their desired leader, while with angels it’s far more complicated. Many believed Michael to be the rightful ruler of a reformed Celestial Realm, but Michael has stepped away from nearly all of his responsibilities and showed no intention to regain leadership. In the fallout of the Armageddon, Michael no longer had the mental stability to lead, and readily admits and asserts this. Raphael is the logical second choice, but most angels strongly oppose his candidacy due to the oppressive and tyrannical tendencies he expressed as a military general in the war, as well as his poor track record even before the war. Simeon is a relatively well-liked option, though Simeon is expressedly a Cohabitationalist and many critics point out that Simeon is a rather low-ranking angel to be given this duty even if he wanted it.

A large number of humans supported the Reformist movement. They argued that the humans were having a hard enough time supporting themselves in the wreckage of their home, and that the angels and demons would simply be a further drain on their scarce resources. Additionally, many were still angry at the angels and demons for the destruction they had wrought upon the Human World in their time in the Celestial Legions and Devildom military, and felt no sympathy for these displaced peoples.

In opposition to the Reformist movement, many of those who had faced the worst the Celestial Realm and the Devildom had to offer argued that trying to restore those two realms was far too dangerous to be worth it. This view was corroborated by Solomon, who asserted that his knowledge of magic led him to believe these two realms were both too far gone. Those of this belief became known as the Cohabitionalists. They believed in the cohabitation of humans, angels, and demons in a rebuilt Human World.

Cohabitionalists often point out that the different species have more or less been sharing the Human World for quite a while already, as most angels and demons have immigrated to the Human World to escape the conditions of their own realms. The Royal Alliance of Diavolo is often pointed to as evidence that a society of all three species can and does work. They are also skeptical of the practicality of restoring the other two realms, believing that the reformists’ ideas are too unrealistic and that attempting to return to the two realms holds more risk than reward.

Just as a large number of humans opposed housing the demons and angels, a large number also embraced it. Many humans viewed the angels and demons as their honorary brethren after fighting so long and hard by their side. They had a certain sense of solidarity from the Equinox Coalition, and were more than ready to allow the surviving angels and demons to live with them in the Human World. A lot of help would be needed to rebuild it, after all. Many were willing to host the angels and demons as long as they helped with the effort to reverse the damage they had done.

During the war, the Reformists and Cohabitionalists hardly argued. Regardless of their belief, everyone was in it together, and everyone had the common goal of taking down Father and the Demon King. However, after the war ended and their common goal was achieved, the Equinox Coalition quickly split at the question of: “what now?”

The discourse between these two groups became very nasty very quickly. It quite literally pitted brother against brother, and every influential leader had something different to say. Simeon and Raphael became aggressive rivals during this period, with Simeon being a strong cohabitionalist and Raphael being a diehard Reformist. Most angels flocked to either Simeon or Raphael, essentially splitting the angels into two parties. Due to the differing ideas, an exhausted and broken Michael’s refusal to get involved, and Father’s absence, the infighting between the angels got out of hand and occasionally violent.

The demons, while less split than the angels due to all acknowledging Diavolo as their rightful leader, were also quite divided. Though Diavolo himself was expressedly a Cohabitionalist, many Reformists from the former demon nobility- such as Mephistopheles- touted him as a new Devildom ruler. The Seven Rulers of Hell couldn’t decide amongst themselves what they wanted- some were Reformists, and some were Cohabitionalists. Even the twins, Beelzebub and Belphegor, were split apart by this debate. Belphegor was a passionate Reformist who vehemently opposed living with humans, while Beelzebub didn’t want to put anyone through the unforgiving wrath of the two broken realms ever again.

The times directly after the war were extremely uncertain times for all three races. It would eventually become known as “The Era of Uncertainty”.

»-------(Lore IX)------->

Mammon has a handgun as his main weapon and uses it to protect from looters

You know, I really wonder how Beelzebub is going to manage in this AU. Like, he’s going to be constantly starving, and we all know how violent he gets when he’s too hungry.

“You left us with nothing to lose, and nothing to fear. That was your mistake.”

-Raphael to Father

A Grim Excursion

(Takes place after Lore VII. Major characters: Raphael, Luke, and Solomon. ~1500 words)

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. Caked earth crumbled beneath the feet of the three travelers, the soft cracking and crunching filling the silence of the dead air. Solomon put a hand above his eyes to shield them from the light as he gazed out to the horizon. There wasn't much to see. For miles across rolling hills, the earth was dried to a pale beige, covered in cracks and fissures. Heaps of ash and blackened stumps were all that remained of the tranquil forests, and the robin blue sky was now tinted a harsh, ominous yellow. "I hope Michael and Simeon are okay..." Luke uttered. The young child was clearly unsettled, his eyes seeming glued open wide. It was no doubt uncomfortable for the angel to see what had become of the Celestial Realm. Perhaps it wasn't the best idea to bring a child along, but Luke was the only one with a powerful enough protective blessing to shield Solomon and Raphael from the blinding, burning light. The adult angel glanced back at Luke for a second, his dark blue eyes settling on the troubled boy. However, he didn't say anything. And he never slowed his pace. Raphael was silent, and facing forward again before long. "I'm sure they're fine." Solomon offered with a smile. "The Coalition has grown quite powerful. I'm sure they're being taken care of well." "But half the Coalition is demons." Luke pointed out, squirming and shuddering a bit at the thought. "I imagine Lucifer isn't letting them get too out of hand." Raphael stated, glancing back slightly without turning his head. Luke begrudgingly accepted this, and the three continued their trek. While the rest of the Equinox Coalition was making their plans in the Human World, Solomon, Luke and Raphael were on a mission in the Celestial Realm. Their goal? To find the Ring of Light. "According to my research, the Ring of Light might be worth a try." Solomon had said in a meeting with the other Coalition leaders. "Or, it would be." He frowned. "Unfortunately, as many of you know," the sorcerer glanced to Lucifer, "the Ring of Light was lost in the Great Celestial War." "Actually, it wasn't." Michael stepped forth from the corner of the bunker, the flame of his wings illuminating the roundtable as he grew closer. Most of the members instinctively flinched back as he did so, a fact that Michael elected not to comment on. "What do you mean, it wasn't?" Solomon asked. "Oh, right." Simeon spoke with a smile. "Michael, you have the Ring of Light, don't you?" "I do." Michael nodded as he took a step back. "Unfortunately, I left it in the Celestial Realm when I moved to the Human World for the war. It should be in my quarters in the Celestial Palace." The room's skeptical hope dissipated as Michael spoke, and each member looked to one another. A long moment of silence fell over the room. "Just how destroyed is the Celestial Realm, exactly?" Lucifer spoke up, looking at Michael. "If it's anything comparable to the Devildom, it probably isn't worth it." Satan remarked with a sigh. Lucifer shot Satan a harsh look, seeming to lean ever so slightly in towards Lord Diavolo. Lord Diavolo, like Michael, had distanced himself from the table, and he had spent most of the meeting in silent yet clearly visible discomfort from his worsening power-sickness. If Solomon's theory that the magic-neutralizing and magic-managing powers of the Ring of Light could treat power-sickness, Diavolo needed it, and quick. "Simeon..." Michael started. "Yes?" Simeon spoke, a nervous frown present on his scarred face as he turned to face Michael. "How is Luke doing?" A sigh of relief echoed through the room. "Michael, is this really the time to be asking about that?" Simeon asked, earning a subtle nod of agreement from Lucifer. "Last I checked, Luke was nearly untouched by the effects of the light." Michael pointed out. Simeon frowned deeply, his charred wings beginning to lift. "If you think I'll be alright with you sending Luke back up there alone, you are very mistaken." "No, no, let him continue." Raphael spoke, exchanging a glance with Michael. "The reason Luke was able to survive relatively unscathed was because of his nearly unprecedented protective abilities. This protection can be shared with others through blessings." Michael explained. "So, if Luke can shield others from the effects of the light using his blessing, we can potentially send a small team up to the Celestial Realm to procure the ring." Tension seemed to ease from the room as the members looked amongst each other. One question was clearly in everyone's minds: who would this team be? "We should likely keep the team as small as possible, to avoid putting too much strain on Luke." Simeon spoke, earning several nods of agreement. "I believe it goes without saying that Solomon would go, as it was his idea." Michael said. "In that case, at least one high-ranking angel should accompany him, as it is the Celestial Realm. Simeon and I need to stay here to manage and protect the Coalition, so Raphael, would you?" The gray-haired angel nodded. "Of course." And that was how the three ended up on a long journey through the Celestial Realm. Unfortunately, locating the Celestial Palace was proving difficult. The strong light created a sort of white fog that made it extremely difficult to see. With how barren their surroundings were, Luke was beginning to question whether the Celestial Palace was even still standing. Though, of course, he didn't dare say it out loud. Solomon put his hand up as a visor once more and peered into the distance. Finally, he saw the silhouette of a building. It wasn't the Celestial Palace; it wasn't tall enough, and it wasn't in the shape of the palace's spires. But it was something. It could serve as a useful landmark. "There's a building up ahead." Solomon informed the others. "Let's pick up the pace." Raphael responded, much to the short-legged Luke's chagrin. The group covered the ground rather quickly, and found themselves on the cobbled path of a small town. The buildings seemed, surprisingly, in good condition, albeit neglected. Any buildings made of wood had burned away with little trace, leaving only the fire-resistant buildings standing in opposition to the unforgiving realm. "Oh, I think I know where we are." Raphael spoke. "If we go north of here, we should be at the Celestial Palace within twenty minutes." A sigh of relief came in response. "You sound tired, Luke. Do you need me to carry you the rest of the way?" Solomon asked with a teasing smile. "Wha- no I don't! I'll be fine." "Alright," Solomon said skeptically. The light mood was quickly shattered by the sound of shifting rubble. Luke jumped back, and the two adults quickly turned their gaze to their left in the direction of the sound. "What was that?!" Luke asked. Solomon and Raphael looked to each other, nodded, and approached the sound. Solomon was the first to see. A stone roof lay across the ground, split off into pieces. It must have fallen after the wooden walls holding it up burned down. Under a rather large piece, an angel was pinned down. They were stuck from their waist down, laid across another piece of roof. They looked... barely alive. Their feathers had been scorched until only the bare skin of their wings remained, and their body was covered in burns. Whether the burns were from the oppressive heat alone or whatever fire burned the house down was uncertain. But, miraculously, they were breathing. They were breathing. Solomon could see their chest rising and falling. "They're alive!" Solomon exclaimed, voice full of wonder and surprise as he reached and pulled them out from under the rubble. He frowned deeply as the sound of ripping skin filled the air, and a muffled moan rung out. Solomon's eyes widened and he offered a weak, "sorry." As Solomon had dragged the angel out, this brought the body into the view of Luke, who was approaching after Solomon's exclamation. The boy gasped in horror as he laid his eyes on them. "Are they going to be okay?!" He demanded. They weren't. Solomon could tell when he brought the angel down and got a good look at their face. The flesh across the entire face seemed melted. Not just burnt; melted. It was nearly impossible to make out any features. Not because they didn't exist anymore, like with Michael, but because they were so swollen and distorted and fused together. This angel must have been trapped there, forced to stare up at the sun, for who knows how long. And considering they weren't able to escape to the Human World, they were likely a low-ranking angel. The low-ranking angels got it the worst. Raphael walked towards the body and knelt down. Without a word, he held onto their hand. Given how burnt it was, Solomon half expected the skin to slough off, but it didn't. There was hardly time to. Within an instant, the entire body was turned to a bright white silhouette, then vanished. Only ash was left in its place. Luke gasped. "Raphael, why did you do that?!" He screamed. Raphael still said nothing, only standing back up with a solemn look on his face. "RAPHAEL!" Luke yelled. Raphael still didn't acknowledge Luke, only turning to Solomon to say "let's keep goi-" "NO, Raphael! What did you do?! How could you just... WHY?! You just murd-" "Quiet!" Raphael snarled, face twisting into a vicious grimace as he clenched his shaking fists at his sides. Luke's eyes widened as he stumbled back. Raphael took a deep breath and once again told Solomon, "Let's keep going." The rest of the expedition was dead silent.

“Our prayers are no longer pleas; they are threats.”

-Raphael

Lyrics that fit the AU Characters

So, as many of you probably already know, there’s a specific song that inspired this AU, and I figured I’d match some of the lyrics up to characters.

“The dark side of light,

I gave you devotion

My blood and my life.”

-Lucifer

“I trusted your stars

they were once my guide

but now they are falling,

along with the sun.”

-Belphegor

~

“Breaker of day, I gave you

My sword, my heart and my faith.

But now the sky is burning

And I scream and wonder

When did your fire become so cold?”

-Raphael

~

“Cold winds

Will come like a storm

Destroying everything,”

-Diavolo

“Everyone we love.”

-Mephistopheles

~

“What’s worth fighting for,

The reason to win,

Our land, our home, the air we breathe!”

-The Coalition

~

“What lives beneath the sun

Is written in the stars!

Why can’t you understand?!”

-Michael & Lucifer

~

“One by one

We’ll fight

Side by side

We’ll fight!

Together!”

-Simeon

“Father will say I rebelled because I hate the Celestial Realm. That isn’t true. I rebelled because I love the Celestial Realm. I rebelled because I love my fellow angels, and because I believe they all deserve better.”

-Simeon

Lore VII - The Rise of Rebellion

<-------(Lore VI)-------«

With the Celestial Realm and the Devildom destroyed and the Human World on its way, it wasn’t long before voices began to cry out, “enough is enough.”

Even the most loyal of the angels began to doubt Father as they watched everything they stood for collapse around them, and the demons began to realize that their own king was a bigger threat than the Celestial Realm ever was. The war had become nothing more than an ego-brawl between Father and the Demon King; they didn’t care about their subjects anymore.

As more and more people realized this, rebel groups began to form in opposition to the war. Two of the most prominent were the Celestial Resistance and the Royal Alliance of Diavolo.

The Celestial Resistance, led by Simeon, was a rebel group made up primarily of angels who had defected from the Celestial Legions, though they would later gain the support of the seven brothers and others. The Celestial Resistance mostly focused on the best interests of angels, and as such the overthrow of Father was their main priority. All else, including dealing with the Demon King, came second. Many within the group believed that the fight against Father was the battle of angels and former-angels alone, being opposed to the involvement of humans and natural-born demons. Compared to the Royal Alliance of Diavolo, the Celestial Resistance had much greater fighting prowess, as most members had been archangels and seraphim. However, the group had weakness in their lack of diversity- due to the vast majority being angels, the Celestial Resistance could often come across as narrow-minded. This issue would only grow worse as the more conservative angels joined the rebellion- eventually, the Celestial Legions would entirely disband due to Michael and Raphael’s defection, giving the remaining members- most of which were still very conservative- little choice but to follow their former leaders into the rebellion. There was also infighting- Lucifer and his brothers made things complicated, plus the angels were unsure how to get along even with each other without Father unifying them. Their leader, Simeon, was very aware of these issues and tried his best to rectify them. The addition of Lucifer and his brothers to the team also helped sway the Celestial Resistance in a more inclusive direction that would eventually allow them to ally with other rebellion groups.

The Royal Alliance of Diavolo, or RAD, was a much more diverse group, with a more unanimously open-minded approach to the war. This group was made up of humans, demons, and angels alike who sought refuge in the sanctuary Lord Diavolo created in the human world. The group was primarily made up of lower-ranking angels and demons as well as humans- less powerful beings who had needed Diavolo’s aid to escape their situations. Most were refugees rather than trained fighters. However, what they lacked in strength, they made up for in passion and cohesiveness. Royal Alliance members are far more used to working together across species boundaries than the Celestial Resistance, and did so well. Despite the vast range of backgrounds, all Alliance members had a strong loyalty to each other. They built up a strong sense of brotherhood and comradery through their shared efforts to survive the war, and almost any member would lay down their life for another without hesitation. All of them are highly loyal to Diavolo, as many owe him their life. The Royal Alliance of Diavolo would later become a blueprint for society post-Armageddon, as it was the first real example of humans, demons, and angels living together harmoniously and successfully.

For a long while, these two rebel groups functioned without knowing of the other’s existence. However, when their existence came to light, the two were quick to reach out to one another and work together to determine a course of action. Eventually, the two groups merge to form the Equinox Coalition. 

The Equinox Coalition, co-led by Simeon and Diavolo, was the ultimate band of humans, demons, angels and even reapers opposed to the war. Their namesake comes from their core philosophy: There must be balance between the darkness and the light.

The Equinox Coalition would later be joined by the United Forces of Humanity, a collection of the human world’s military forces that had originally formed to resist the invasion of the Human World.

The Equinox Coalition expands its goals far beyond the fight against Father, also seeking to take down the Demon King and explore all possible avenues for a more balanced future. By the end of the Armageddon, all major Obey Me characters will have joined the Equinox Coalition.

»-------(Lore VIII)------->

“I know you’re worried about Michael. I know that, somewhere in you, you understand that Father did this to him. You’re afraid, because you have to choose between loyalty to Father and loyalty to Michael. I was in your shoes once, and I am telling you now: you can choose Michael. You can choose all of us.”

-Lucifer to Raphael

Character File: Thirteen

Thirteen, as a reaper, had much more distance from the events than the other characters did. Though she did reside in the Devildom, her deep cave did shelter her from the effects that ravaged the rest of the realm. However, Thirteen had to get involved when the Armageddon interfered with her job. She took notice that her candles were burning out at an alarming rate, across all three races in all three realms. She was absolutely dumbfounded- she was an experienced reaper, she couldn’t have messed something up this badly; what was going on?

Given her hermit lifestyle, there were few people she could go to about the situation. Her older sister Candy was out of the question. As the situation grew more and more troubling, Thirteen eventually had no choice but to go to Solomon. She confronted him angrily, wanting to believe he’d just pulled some prank as part of their rivalry, only to find Solomon disheveled and disturbed.

After exchanging their knowledge of the situation, the two of them formed a begrudging alliance. Thirteen still very much held her grudge on Solomon, and she had no real emotional attachment to the wellbeing of the realms, but she understood that as a reaper she could not allow the situation to continue. Life and death was her domain, and it was her job to keep them in balance. A reaper could not be a reaper in a world with nothing left to die. As such, she fought fervently to end the war, Solomon at her side.

Within their duo, Thirteen was much more of the front-line fighter. As Solomon researched and attempted to form political allegiances, Thirteen focused on battle. She fought against the armies of Father and the Demon King, as well as rogue human looters. Due to her more rough-and-tumble approach, she needed clothing much more suited to battle. Her exposed midriff was a strong disadvantage in battle; even a reaper wasn’t immune to physical attack. Her crop top was replaced with a full-length plated breastplate made of unknown material that was off-white in color, looking like bone. In the middle of the chest was a black skull shape. Thirteen also donned a dark mauve-purple cloak, made of thick fabric to defend from attacks. The inside of the cloak was lined with rows of pockets for storing her various traps. Though she very much still relied on her traps, she also took up a melee weapon, a large black scythe. Later in the war, an incident would happen that left her missing her left eye. After this, she also wore a black eyepatch.

Thirteen and Solomon getting into a bad situation in the Armageddon and it’s just like 

Thirteen: Before we both die, I just wanna tell you-

Solomon: aw, I know 🥰

Thirteen: that your cooking was absolutely AWFUL and I’m glad that at least the world will be rid of it!!!

Solomon: ...

Character File: Solomon

Solomon, along with Michael, was one of the first to realize the signs of impending doom. Solomon was able to detect the concerning increase in magic throughout the Devildom and the Celestial Realm, and the imbalance this created. With his knowledge of magic, he was able to predict from the magic he sensed that the Celestial Realm and the Devildom were in trouble. Such a disturbance in the magic balance wasn’t safe for anyone.

As such, Solomon reached out to check up on things and figure out what was going on. The first person he contacted was Michael. He and Michael had been familiar with each other since before the Great Celestial War, and had taken up a sort of work partnership over the past several centuries leading up to the Armageddon. As such, Solomon was extremely surprised when he got no response from Michael after reaching out. Now even more concerned by Michael’s silence, Solomon reached out to other angels to try to get an idea of what was going on in the Celestial Realm. They, too, gave no useful responses. The Devildom wasn’t cooperative, either. Many of the demons Solomon had pacts with perished in the early stages of the Armageddon, leaving him with few sources of intel.

Much like during the magic crisis in Season 2 of canon, Solomon worked tirelessly to get to the bottom of this and fix it. The more he researched, however, the more dire the situation seemed to get.

Eventually, Thirteen, having her own reasons to be worried about the Armageddon, reached out to Solomon for answers, only to find a very weary Solomon in a borderline panic pacing around his estate. The two frenemies agreed to team up and search for answers together.

Character File: Mephistopheles

Mephistopheles, as a demon noble with a strong hatred for angels, was very pro-war leading up to the Armageddon. Though RAD does not exist in this timeline, Mephistopheles is in charge of a professional newspaper, which he uses to publish dozens of propaganda pieces encouraging the war effort, ranging from incendiary papers about the angels to blatant calls for war.

However, eventually the Armageddon hit too close to home. As the war broke out, Mephistopheles lost his brother to the freezing cold. The death of his brother sent him spiraling, and now he’s wondering what to believe. He’s gone on a search for Diavolo, wanting to mend their relationship for comfort and closure.

An Unexpected Visit

(Takes place between Lore VI and Lore VII. Major characters: Solomon and Thirteen. ~1200 words)

MICHAEL

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Solomon: [Michael?]

Solomon: [Michael?]

Solomon: [Michael?]

Solomon: [Michael?]

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It had been one hundred and eight days exactly since Solomon had sent his first mildly-panicked message to Michael. Exactly one hundred and eight days that Michael had ignored him. No, not ignored him. The messages didn’t show up as “read” like they had with Raphael. It had been at least one hundred and eight days of Michael not checking his messages.

No one else was responding to messages anymore, either. Solomon had tried reaching out to Simeon and Raphael again, only to be met with silence. He’d tried contacting Asmodeus, who he’d been sure would have called him immediately to explain everything, eager to talk to him again... only to be met with silence. Day in and day out, Solomon had been surrounded with silence.

Today was no exception. Once again, Solomon got no response.

Solomon sat at his desk, his drooping, tired head held up only by the hand obscuring half his face.

What is going on?

The words rattled in his head like an obsessive chant, holding him together just as much as they were destroying him. It was all he could think about anymore. It was shattering his brain and holding it together with weak glue.

It had started out with the power of the realms. Solomon had detected major disturbances in the power balance, disturbances that continued to fluctuate over the days. One day, it was the Devildom being more powerful than the Celestial Realm and throwing off the balance; the next day, it would be the Celestial Realm. At that point, Solomon had been worried, but not concerned.

He got concerned when the power jumped a tenfold. Then twenty-fold. Soon, thirty-fold. Before long, Solomon had to ask whether it was possible for either realm to sustain these power levels safely, even if they were in balance with each other.

The answer was no.

Every bit of research Solomon had done pointed to the obvious. The power levels he observed were not safe nor sustainable. Either his power estimates were innacurate- and his magical intuition had never been wrong in his two-thousand-year life- or something was very, very wrong.

Books littered the floor, pages dog-eared and spines cracked from books held open by the floor. Papers were strewn everywhere, a vast sea of white and aged beige leaving hardly a crack of wooden tile left. Sections of floor that were exposed bore large footprints, worn into the wood by countless hours of pacing.

None of it had gotten him anywhere. Well, nowhere useful. All of it gave him more and more reason to be concerned.

The sorcerer dug his nails into his face.

What now?

Crash.

The sound of shattering glass rang through the air.

Solomon froze up, considering the possibilities. Was it an aggressor? Was it some angel or demon, finally ready to give answers? Or some human looter taking advantage of the chaos?

It wasn’t long before a familiar voice rang through the hall.

“Solomon!” It was Thirteen. And she sounded none too happy.

Despite her angry tone, the sorcerer breathed a sigh of relief. If Thirteen was here for another game on his soul, perhaps he could get some sense of normalcy, even for a second. Maybe seeing Thirteen’s indignant pout of defeat could cheer him up, even just slightly.

“I’m in here.” He called out, standing up from his desk, pushing out his chair and turning to face the door.

Fast, light footsteps pattered down the hall, followed by the whoosh of sliding paper.

“Wha- AAAH!”

Thunk.

The reaper was sprawled out on her stomach on the floor, having slid on Solomon’s carpet of research papers. The wind was knocked out of her for a moment before she vigorously pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, and then to her feet.

“Hey!” She yelled, lunging herself forward a few steps in his direction. “What was that about?! Setting traps is my-” She paused, her green, lizardlike eyes widening as her head tilted slightly to the side. “You don’t look so good.”

She wasn’t wrong. The sorcerer’s eyes were sunken and weary, drooping into dark circles from countless sleepless nights. He’d lost weight- he’d forgotten to eat a fair few times while studying. The absolute mess that was his workspace certainly didn’t help.

“I guess not.” Solomon said with a frown, stepping away from his desk.

“Uh, anyway...” Thirteen said with an awkward blink, before her tone hardened once more. “I came here to ask you what the hell is going on.”

“If this is about what I think it’s about, I wish I knew.” The sorcerer said soberly, casting his eyes across the books and papers scattered around the room.

“All my candles are burning super fast now.” Thirteen said. “It’s insane. Usually they burn at a steady pace, but now I have candles that were nearly full the other day rapidly burning below halfway! The death rates have been ridiculous! Do you understand how hard it is to be a reaper, even when conditions are normal? Trying to keep up with all of this is so aggravating! What’s going on?! Is this some prank?!”

For a moment, Solomon just looked at her with wide eyes. Then, with a soft sigh, he lowered his head into his hand. The only thing the wise sorcerer could utter was, “Fuck.”

“What the hell kind of answer is that?! Tell me what’s going on, now!” Thirteen stepped toward him.

Solomon shook his head grimly, taking a step back and looking back up at Thirteen. “Something is seriously wrong with the power balance between the realms, and both the Celestial Realm and the Devildom appear to be launching attacks on the Human World.” He explained.

“Okay, the attacks explain the deaths. But what about the candles burning so weirdly? Usually, I’d know far in advance if something like this was going to happen!”

“Magic is woven so deeply into the three realms that any disruption of it can prove dangerous. With the magic of two of the three realms severely skewed, it’s likely they’re suffering immense consequences. With how high the Celestial Realm and the Devildom’s power are right now, I’m surprised either realm is even habitable; no being should be able to withstand that much power asides from God and the Demon King themselves. This power boost only started a few months ago and very likely wasn’t meant to happen, so it has severely interrupted the lifespans of angels and demons alike.”

Thirteen’s eyes widened.

“Now that I think about it, it was getting quite cold in my cave. I couldn’t help but feel something was off” She frowned. “I guess my cave was somewhat sheltered, and I hadn’t left it at all the past few months until I teleported to the human world to come get you.”

“I have to say, I’m flattered you came to me first.” Solomon said with a smile that immediately earned him a nasty glare from Thirteen.

“It’s not like that!” She protested. She took a deep breath and composed herself, “It’s just… you’re the most powerful sorcerer around, right? I figured that if this wasn’t just some prank by you to make my job harder, then you’d at the very least be knowledgeable enough to help.”

“Unfortunately, you may be disappointed.” Solomon replied with a bitter smile. “I’ve been researching this every since the first signs, and I haven’t made much progress. Everything I’ve read points to bad signs, and it doesn’t help that I can’t get any information out of anyone.”

Thirteen scoffed. “Well, you’d better find something soon, sorcerer.”

“Say, Thirteen...” Solomon cracked a smile. “How would you like to work together on this?”

Thirteen’s eyes widened, and for a long moment, she was silent. Eventually, she let out a soft sigh and stepped toward him.

“Fine.”

A little teaser for yall

Does the cast interact with the MC in the Armageddon au or they never meet?

Hi, thanks for the question!

That’s a good question. The simple answer is, no, they don’t meet. The long answer is:

MC will never have an “official” role in this AU- in other words, I myself will never make any content pertaining to MC. The reason for this is pretty simple- MC doesn’t really have a set role here. Because the Exchange Program was never created, MC never met the brothers, never made the pacts, never found out their angel heritage, probably doesn’t even know demons and angels exist until the war breaks out. They are, for all intents and purposes, just another random human.

However... I am very open to the idea of people incorporating their own MCs/OCs into this AU. We need more human characters, after all, and this AU does encourage other people’s contributions overall. Even "just another random human” could have an interesting spot in the AU- they could join the humans’ military forces fending off the demons and angels, they could be just a civilian trying to survive in the crossfire of war, they could meet other characters when the war is moved to the human world, etc. All of these are avenues that could be explored and I don’t want to limit to just one. MC is a very vague, nebulous concept very much left up to interpretation. So while MC doesn’t exactly have a real role in the core of this AU, different interpretations of MC can be fit into this AU by other people.

Hey guys check out this short fic based on the Armageddon AU!

From The Cradle to the Grave

"Screamin' fuck life, and I'll break ya spinal structure!" Chain$aw by Scarlxrd

Fandom(s) — Obey Me! Shall We Date? (AU)

Character(s) — Diavolo

Warning(s) — Gore

Ex. Notes: I twisted @obeymearmageddonau to whereas Diavolo was punished for attacking his father. I may add onto this but for now Diavolo is stuck on an island only having barley on it.

This is very short but I was bored and had to do SOMETHING while in church zoom.

OUTTANOVA © 2022

Pressing "Keep Reading," may result in showing triggering wordplay, mature audiences are most recommended for the following entertainment.

Diavolo has been running in an almost endless field of barley for what one could assume was hours, only getting himself more lost in the barren land as he tried to speed up to atleast get out of this endless orange horizon.

He was at this moment, sweating blood, heart beating at a violently fast rate as he practically dragged himself to get out of this pasture. At this point, he almost forgot why he was running—running for his dear life while at the sametime exhausting his energy.

His legs almost completely gave out and into a locking positon, before he finally reached the edge of the island he was on. It would be a long time until he saw something instead of the plentiful grains that occupied this land.

Character File: Diavolo

Unlike the brothers, Diavolo was never sent to war. As his father is extremely protective of him, Diavolo was forbidden from going to war. He was essentially locked in the Demon Lord’s Castle. 

While Diavolo’s father viewed the eradication of the angels as the best way to protect his son, it only made Diavolo grow ill from power-sickness. Though he hid his ailment from Lucifer and the brothers to avoid worrying them, his magic was eating him from the inside out. 

This timeline’s Diavolo still strongly believes in creating a respect between the realms, but unfortunately he is completely eclipsed by his father, the sitting ruler. With the overbearing presence of his father, Diavolo’s lack of political power compared to his canon self, and his ailment weakening him, Diavolo is unable to be anywhere near as assertive about his dreams as he was in canon. He tends to be more meek, shy, and humble about his beliefs, only sharing them with those he truly trusts and only on rare occasion.

However, as the state of the Devildom grew worse and worse, and his own condition grew more and more unstable, Diavolo realized he couldn’t ignore his father’s doings forever. He was tired of hurting every second of every day, he was tired of being cooped up in the castle like a prisoner and seeing only impenetrable blackness. He was tired of wondering if his subjects were okay, of wondering whether the brothers were okay.

He began to stand up to his father, protesting his behavior and pleading with him to consider deescalating. The Demon King always refused and sent him to his room.

One day, during one of their many heated arguments over the future of the three realms, Diavolo snapped. Blinded by his immense pain and angered at the state of their people, Diavolo did the unthinkable: he attacked the Demon King. All it took was one returned blow from his father for Diavolo to realize what he had done. In shock and realizing there was no way he could defeat his father, Diavolo ceased his attack. Before he could be punished for his act of rebellion, Diavolo fled through the castle doors, out into the darkness. Diavolo never returned to the castle after that. He was completely missing. Lucifer doesn’t even know Diavolo had even gone missing, as Lucifer had been off in the human world fighting the war when the fight broke out. Left alone and cold in the darkness, Diavolo refused to give up. Having given up everything, his only option left was to pursue his dream full-force. Diavolo started by helping his citizens. By this point, most demons had fled the Devildom, but of course there were some left behind who didn’t have the means to leave. Using his magic, Diavolo was able to teleport them to the Human World.

Eventually, Diavolo learned of the situation in the Celestial Realm. Unlike the demons, the angels didn’t have a choice to immigrate to the human world, whether they had the means or not. Father had strictly forbidden any angels from leaving the Celestial Realm unless they were doing so as soldiers to join the war, as an attempt to incentivize his angels to fight for him to escape their burning wasteland. Diavolo began sneaking into the Celestial Realm and smuggling angels down to the Human World.

Before long, Diavolo had quite the force of demons and angels alike behind him, building their own makeshift shelter in the Human World. It hasn’t been found out or invaded... yet.

I’ve added links in each of the lore posts to the previous and next posts in the lore series, to make the lore easier to navigate. I’m also working on a special Lore VIII and Lore IX- though those won’t be leaving my drafts for a loooooong while, as they’re essentially an epilogue to this AU.

(Additional content taking place at any point in the lore will still be created and accepted after the epilogue, this AU project is never going to officially “end”. I just want to make sure all the major stuff is out there for context before releasing all the lore, and I want to give you guys some time to digest the current lore before continuing.)