“The Arbiters think themselves all knowing. But we alone are wise to the virtue in those acts of folly. Because in this chessboard, “checkmate” is not where the game ends…”
“We are gathered here today to remember our dear comrade.”
Bach’s wizened voice rings out the hall, as the Viziers gather around the resting place of Aurora’s Viziership.
“In honour of her sacrifice, all work should halt for half a day, as the nation mourns her passing.”
“Heh, merely half a day?”
Sammy’s voice echos in the hall, as he folds his hands together.
“People say that the Directorate’s true currencies are blood and tears.” He smiles faintly, before continuing.
“But Provost, even speaking as an Auditor, this seems a little unconscionable.”
Shadow’s heels clack out as they move forward to speak. “Aurora died in a foreign land… But you heartless auditors and factcheckers, always with an excuse to remain in the comfort of your homeland…” They said with ill-hidden scorn, before they raised their voice. “You couldn’t hope to understand, so keep your mouths shut!”
“We wouldn’t want to make the children cry.” They add under a mocking undertone.
East Malaysia laughs from their seat, chiming in.
“Heh, hey, even I know this isn’t the right time or place for moderating.”
Two Viziers, who just came into the room, saw the current back-and-forth.
“Utterly Risible!” Aivintis muttered.
“Though her methods tarnished her Honor, Aurora’s sacrifice is a great pity. But AMOM…” Marrabuk turns to AMOM, who stands somewhat separate from all.
“What of Todd McCloud, and his foray into authorship?”
AMOM smirks as they ponder on Todd’s plans.
“Conventional Wisdom holds that editing is a time consuming process…” They say as they take out Todd’s newest draft.
“After publishing his book, he will make his next move.”
The room’s temperature drops, as McStooley’s footsteps echo throughout the room.
“It’s time to end tonight’s foolish theatrics. Right now, you have no captive audience.” At this, all hostilities were dropped as the Viziers gather around Aurora’s coffin.
“Let every worthy sacrifice be carved in ice, and with this region endure for all time.” At these words, the Viziers bow, and offer their respects to the fallen.
McStooley then raises his voice, the loudest that hall has heard, and will ever be heard again.
“For the sake of our Founder, we will seize authority from the Admins…”
“Absolute Peace…”
It has been 3 hours since the procession. Now, only McStooley remains, giving his final words.
“Such is the gift from our founder, such is Their Majesty’s benevolence…”
He sighs, as he closes the doors to Aurora’s resting place.
“Now you rest upon this coffin, encased upon layer and layer of ice..”
He snaps his fingers, and walks out. Shards of ice encase the halls, ensuring none may enter. Ever again.
“But Aurora, I promise you…”
The cold bitter winds blow, but he stands against it, determination unyielding.
“Your final resting place will be the entirety of the entirety of “The Pacifics”…”
His cape billows as he steps, one after the other, towards his desires.
“I must say, you are looking very young today, Minister.” A young voice echos through the room.
“You know very well that I do not take that as a compliment.” AMOM replies, reproaching the girl slightly.
She giggles, before she posits a question. “So, what plans are you brewing in that mind of yours?”
AMOM chuckles.
“Oh, just a little… experiment in blasphemy.”
“Gasp!”
Zukchiva jumps from their bed as the dream ends. They look at their hands, and reconfirm that they are still “them”.
“Zuk, time to go legislating!”
“Ah, coming, Arbiter Wall!”
With no time to spare, they dress up quickly, and prepare to depart. They stop at the doorway, however, and took at a glimpse at their unmade bed.
“What was that…”
WOO finally done with this mess lmao
Ughh I swear to god writing this took me over a month I hate it so bad. My goal was to get this done by like when I came back but elections were happening by then so gg.
I’m still a bit proud of it but I know it’s not the greatest, I just took “A Winter Night’s Lazzo” and wrote actions as well as changed up some of the lines. I also made some scene changes I guess. Full credit goes to Hoyoverse for the og video tho I love it
I don’t plan on writing more like this but it really does depend, I’ve been writing a Serge x Pichtonia fanfic about their wedding being taken over by the Emjay collective and dear god that has been in drafts for forever. For context I started it the second I found out about the wedding and it evolved from there
Anyways that’s about see ya guys!!!
oh also the experiment in blasphemy AMOM is talking about is about toppling Adamar with another god. I’d like to think it’s the PAX FRUIT god but honestly could be whatever you want