Shattered Dreams Book 3: Restored
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An audiodrama of a final fantasy 15 fanfic
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New Role added. Caligo Ulldor
*with resolve* “Yes, Your Highness. I won’t let you down.”
*frustrated*
How long will you do nothing whilst Insomnia burns? Old or new, or whatever it is. Summon your wall!
*resigned, Sad*
No, no. My life is nothing. Giving a future to those who want to see it... is everything.
a turncoat general of the Niflhiem Army
*with venom* “You know nothing, you little bitch.”
*harshly* “Mercy? You are more of a fool than I thought, to know your own daughter so little. Death would have been a mercy, if she truly meant to repeat this treatment every day for ten years.” Without the mask, he spoke in his own voice—albeit a little more hoarse than usual. “Count it a blessing that she only managed one; now I only have one to pay back to her.”
*disgusted* "Your king is a coward unfit to wear the crown. It is no fault of mine that he is unworthy of loyalty."
*cocky* “You think a few of these fools can hold us? You’ll never stop what’s coming to Lucis.”
*disgusted*
You never were too smart. You could've had a new future with the empire.
FOR HEARTH AND HOME!
“No one is allowed admittance to the royal family’s quarters without express permission.”
“New orders from the throne. You’re to report to the upper floors of the Citadel tower immediately.”
"His Majesty would like your assurance that Her Highness is safe.”
“A great many things, most of which no one, including myself and—I suspect—King Regis, are privy to. The imperials have all arrived and been taken to the guest quarters, the Crownsguard is being quietly recalled from the city, and—as I understand it—the Kingsglaive has undergone a change in leadership.”
“They have attacked the crystal chamber!”
*excited* “Hey!” “At least we get to wear the stuff we packed for Noct’s wedding, now!”
*confused* “So… what do we do…?”
*scared* “Wh—what is that?”
*with contempt* Stand down, Lucian dogs. There’s nothing you can do against the diamond weapon.
*urgently* Your Majesty—get aboard and take off. I’ll hold them off!
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