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Arthur is still staring at the innkeeper like she’s sprouted antlers, mouth half-open in a mix of confusion and barely concealed alarm. He swallows hard, clearly trying to piece together a response. Merlin’s hand tightens helpfully on his shoulder to keep him from doing something stupid. Finally, voice cracking slightly, he manages: “Isn’t... isn’t magic outlawed?”
The woman shrugs, entirely unbothered. “Maybe where you’re from.”
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Or, where Merlin and Arthur go on a hunt and wind up very, very lost.
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26 Jul 2026
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“Merlin, I'm the greatest swordsman in the five kingdoms.” Arthur boasted. “I’ve fought more battles than I can count.”
”I’m aware, sire.”
”And I’ve always survived.”
”Not always.” Merlin muttered.
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The day Arthur dies is the day Merlin refuses to let end. Again. And again. And again. Merlin’s stuck in a spiral—a dizzying, cruel dance of death and reset. With each attempt, his heart grows heavier, his magic darker, until all he can do is break.
And when the shards of his despair drag Arthur into the storm, the past and present shatter, leaving nothing but raw truth and fragile hope.
Now there's no more running. Just the two of them, the end of the world, and everything left unsaid.