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In an attempt to work out their tumultuous marriage, Claire and Leon take the opportunity to visit Eastern Europe while on a mission for the BSAA. However, when Leon is declared MIA in a mysterious village, Claire sets out to find him and is forced to confront the very grief she has fought to forget for the past six months.
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- Part 1 of The Primary Timeline (A Cleon Retelling)
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08 May 2026
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"Whatever happens, wherever you are... If you call, I will drop everything to come get you. We're in this together. From Raccoon City to wherever we get next. I promise, Claire Redfield."
On the morning of October 1st, 1998, young rookie cop Leon S. Kennedy, college student Claire Redfield, and 12 year-old Sherry Birkin, attempt to find shelter and safety after the fateful night that brought them together in a decimated Raccoon City. Each carry the weight of their new trauma, with nobody else but each other to understand what they just went through.
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From the perspective of Claire Redfield. From the morning after Raccoon City to post-Requiem following the evolution of Claire Redfield and her relationship with Leon S. Kennedy as they fall in love, fall apart, and fall in love again. The story follows the canon timeline closely and focuses on Claire.
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No AI used to write this fic, please do not use my work for any gen ai/c.ai software. Thank you so much for reading :)
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14 Apr 2026
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09 Jul 2025
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Set post game. On the one year anniversary of killing Cazador, Spawn Astarion and Ascendant Astarion swap bodies.
In one reality, a living Elara struggles to give Astarion back the sun while coping with his newly possessive behavior. In the other, Astarion has to face what the ascended version of him has done as he tries to find a way back to his world.
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13 Jun 2025
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As he stared at Tav, who was quietly organizing her pack by the fire, his half-formed thoughts and ideas suddenly crystallized into a cold, perfect plan. He’d seduce her, romance her, make her feel like she was the only girl in the world. And after he had given her the night of her life, positively ruined her for anyone else, he’d begin whispering in her ear. He’d become her lover, her confidant. And then she would become his puppet. That was more than a fair trade. He’d have a gorgeous meal, his space would be guaranteed in their little group, at the top where he belonged, and then somehow, he didn’t know how, but, somehow, Tav would waltz their merry band back to Baldur’s Gate and drive a stake right through Cazador Szarr’s heart. For him. Afterwards, well, Tav had served her purpose. Then he could truly do as he pleased.
Astarion smiled a wide, real smile and finished his wine, wincing at the cheap, bitter taste.
At that moment Tav looked up from her supplies and caught him staring. He raised his empty goblet to her and she waved back, a warm smile softening her lovely features.
This was going to be so easy.
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12 Jun 2025