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The thing that wears the doctor's face is a monster of Owen's own making.
It had been fun, funny, at first; a fitting punishment: to take the shell that was once Legs, hollowed out by vampirism, and forge him into the very thing he feared. Satisfying, to see the moment he realised he could not escape what he was about to become.
AU where vampirism wipes all human memories, and Owen gets more than he bargains for in turning Legundo. As the days roll on and the fledging's (soldier, weapon, once-doctor) ledger runs red under his watch and still Legs doesn't remember, Owen starts to question exactly what he wants.
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29 Apr 2026
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“What happened?” Abolish asked, taking in the sight of the broken doctor standing stone-faced in front of him
Legundo gestured to the body in the man’s arms, wrapped in wool and linen.
“He happened.”
Everyone seemed to go still at the realisation of what this meant.
AU where Owen takes the cure that Abolish offers him, and immediately falls ill. Something to do with having a billion crippling illnesses and also having been dead for 200 years.
Unfortunately for Owen, the only doctor in town is the guy he kinda sorta brutally murdered not an hour before.
Understandably, Legundo isn’t happy about having to take care of his sire.Bookmarked by PlanCpart2
29 Apr 2026
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Legundo dies. He finds himself unsurprised by this. But he awakens not to an afterlife or to nothing, but to a town two hundred years ago. One with a kindly mayor and a sick lumberjack.
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After a string of betrayals, including stolen holy water, Legundo just wanted to be alone while he indulged in drink for a night. No one should have to see him like this.
But when has Avid ever done what Legundo wanted?
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25 Mar 2026
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His eyes snapped open to hunger and dirt. He cursed and dug his way out of his grave. This didn't make any sense, he'd been staked, and there was no way that was all a dream, not again. But he'd died, he felt himself crumble away, and the only other explanation from it being a dream was that-
Oh.
This was his hell, wasn't it? He was going to relive his final months here in this accursed town, surrounded by traitors and monsters, forever. Without Louis.
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I toss v!Owen in a timeloop.
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14 Mar 2026