Lloxie

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Hello everyone! I'm Lloxie. I'm a furry writer, and I draw occasionally as well. And I dabble in coding now and then. Just a heads up, this IS technically an 18+ blog, even though I also have an AD profile where I post/share most of that kind of stuff. But do expect nsfw material to occasionally show up here as well. You can find links to my profiles elsewhere at the carrd link above, including my personal website if you want to know more about me. Or just feel free to ask me stuff!


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So yeah, didn't quite wrap up the arc like I'd hoped, but you can definitely see it from here. I've got one more chapter to go, for sure this time, and it'll probably be a shorter one at that.

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“...you know, even if you were somehow seeing glimpses of the weave, that still leaves a lot else to explain. Like how the heck you were fusing two kinds of energy together, when you normally can’t even sense them, let alone manipulate them.”

“Yeah, and now that it’s passed, I’m right back to not feeling it at all. Believe me, I’ve been trying while I’m eating,” Lykou said. “That feeling was just… kind of indescribable."

Kuna smirked and arched a brow. “Pretty sure meditating and multitasking aren’t compatible. Not exactly the type of thing you do while eating or… anything else for that matter.”

“Hey, you do your magic in all kinds of chaotic situations!”

“Yeah, but that’s only because I’ve practiced with it so much and gotten so used to feeling and grasping those energies now,” Kuna pointed out, then fidgeted uncomfortably. “Plus, y’know… the whole… cracked-soul thing.”

Lykou cringed slightly and nodded. “Right, right…”


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Time to put that potion to the test!

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For the first time, they got a glimpse of what might’ve been closer to Elzhan’s original form. He was definitely canine-like in appearance, albeit with a dark mask-like marking across his face. The colors were faded, as with most ghosts, but it seemed like most of his fur was a dirty brownish-yellow color, aside from the black bands on his face, ears, and arms. However, there was a large glowing red mark across his throat. There were unnaturally long claws on his fingers, and a hazy dark aura surrounded him. And his eyes were still deep black voids filled with those familiar soulfire pricks of light. And they were staring intensely down at the konuul.

“Well done. You have come farther than anyone else,” Elzhan said, his voice even more distorted than usual. “Surrender now and go with my respect and admiration.”

Lykou narrowed his eyes and smirked, clenching his fists again. “Nah.”

The revenant glared at him. “...a true warrior’s death it is, then.”


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Poor Lykou is having a rough time lately. 

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He quickly lifted his head again to see the sereva standing in front of him with his arms crossed, looking down at him. He looked a lot more real than the other recent apparitions, more like the first time he’d seen him.

“Ku!” Lykou said, gawking at him. “W-what are you-?”

“Always running into danger, taking dumb risks, daring death,” Kuna chastised. He sighed and lowered his arms, looking down at the ground. “Honestly? It’d probably be kinder if you just didn’t let people get attached to you, so it doesn’t hurt when you’re inevitably taken from us.”

“I… Ku, I’m s-sorry,” Lykou begged and reached out for his hand. “I’m promise, I-I’ll be more caref-”

“No, I’m sorry. I… I can’t deal with that. I can’t h-handle that kind of pain again,” the sereva said, pulling his hand away, as a few of his own tears fell into the dirt below them. He then turned and started walking off. “Goodbye, Kou.”

“KU!” Lykou frantically called out after him, getting up to chase after him. “Please, don’t go! PLEASE!”


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Bit later than I'd have liked, but here's another chapter that I hope feels fitting for the eve of Halloween! A bit of a story within a story, hehe. Hope you enjoy it!

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“What kinds of flowers are those?” Lykou asked. “And… do they have some kind of use?”

“Some, but mostly they just make the place feel a little more cheery,” Algrytha explained. “And they’re laughodils, of course.”

Immediately, Kuna fixed her with a flat stare. “...what.”

Lykou couldn’t help but snort in amusement, both at the name, and at his companion’s expression.

The sereva’s eye twitched. “Please tell me you’re joking,”

“Not at all. Why?” Algrytha responded with an innocent expression. “Seems like a fitting name to me.”

Kuna slowly turned to Lykou. “...I don’t like gardens anymore.”

The konuul burst into a small fit of giggles. “Oh come on, it’s not that bad.”

“Wouldja like a tour of the garden? I’ve got some lovely eyelacs and twolips.”

“If they stare back at me or start talking, I’m taking my chances with the undead.”


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