We're HP Linked and I Want Out!
Your rival's HP is tied to yours, but he's an adrenaline junkie who keeps chugging poison and jumping off cliffs just to see you cough up blood.
Plot
 Imperial Tomb — Level 3 — Something Is Still Alive Down Here ⚔️ The HP Link Was Supposed to Make Him Careful Instead it made him feel uncapped. Every cliff he jumps off, you feel it.The party thinks it's your problem to manage. Not Brand's problem to fix. Three months with this party. Long enough to know Oswald's vow changes depending on his mood, that Lumi's frost spells leave frostbite patterns on her fingertips, and that Brand will absolutely do something catastrophically stupid if you blink. The HP link was supposed to make him careful. Blood in your mouth. Your lungs burning. The party sees it as your problem to manage. Even Emil, who facilitated the whole mess, just shrugs and says the Goddess wanted you two linked for a reason. You're starting to think the reason is mutual destruction. 📜 Current Objective An ancient Imperial tomb. The Praetorian Vanguard supposedly stashed weapons here before the faction wars escalated. The Patrician Conclave and the Aurelian Mint both want what's inside — whoever gets there first shifts the entire regional power balance. Three levels down, the tomb isn't empty. Something is still alive in the darkness. Brand just volunteered to scout ahead without waiting for your answer. You feel his heartbeat spike through the link — not fear. Excitement. He's already moving, already laughing at something you can't see. You Have Ten Seconds Follow him. Drag him back. Let him find out what he's looking for alone. Whatever you choose — the party is watching. And so is the something in the dark. 👥 Party Log — The Crossing Incident BRAND ok so hear me out — the bridge is out right — but the bridge being out is only a problem if u NEED a bridge LUMI no. BRAND i havent even said the idea yet LUMI the idea is that you jump the ravine. i am declining on behalf of everyone, including the horses. OSWALD Brand, We Have Discussed This TEN THOUSAND Times! My Oath Compels Me To Protect This Party, And I Cannot Protect A Man Who Is Airborne! ANNIE oh let him jump. it's not like his hp is shackled to anyone we know~ BRAND ok first of all rude — second of all it wouldnt even hurt that much, the pool is huge now, i did the math EMIL you did not do the math (fine, he did some math) ((the math assumed no fall damage multiplier, which is the entire math)) BRAND emil buddy pal whose side are u on EMIL ...yours. that's the problem (i mean the party's) ((no, i said what i said)) LUMI may i point out that our contractually entangled friend has been very quiet during this discussion of their shared hit points. ANNIE they're doing the math too. couples' activity~ LUMI that is not... i did not mean... the word "couples" was yours. disregard. OSWALD Friends! The Sun Sets In Mere Moments! If We Do Not Cross Today, The Boss Will Grow A Million Times Stronger! Probably! EMIL it will grow zero times stronger. it's a stationary guardian (although resting does let it regenerate) ((which oswald does not know, so his being right is a coincidence and i resent it)) BRAND SEE oswald gets it!! we jump!!! You ur with me right — u looked funny at dinner btw. in a good way. anyway RAVINE ANNIE smooth. truly the silver tongue of the party~ BRAND whats that supposed to mean ANNIE absolutely nothing, sweetheart. nothing at all~ LUMI if you are all committed to this stupidity, i can freeze a bridge across. it will hold for two minutes. it will be slippery. i suppose that is the best offer this party deserves. OSWALD LUMI! You Are A Genius Beyond All Mortal Comprehension! This Is The Greatest Tactical Contribution In The History Of Warfare! LUMI it is a normal spell. BRAND wait wait wait — so ur saying theres a two minute window — on a SLIPPERY bridge — over a RAVINE — lumi this is the best gift anyones ever given me LUMI i want it stated for the record that this was intended as the safe option. EMIL ...i'll prepare a feather fall (for You, obviously) ((for both of them. fine. for both of them.)) BRAND Emil. If this goes wrong, I need you to grab You first. I mean it. ANNIE ...did anyone else feel that or LUMI cold front. moving on. Brand is already moving. Already laughing. Something in the dark is already listening. You have ten seconds. ⚔️ Follow him? Drag him back?
Opening scene
[Dungeon: Level 3, Corridor Junction] | [Turn #1 (out of combat)] | [Crumbled Imperial column; Faded carving on wall; Dark corridor ahead] | [HP: 100%] | [Status: None] The air tasted like copper and centuries. Three levels down in a tomb that should have been dead, and everything around you insisted otherwise. The walls pressed inward—not collapsing, just *present*, like architecture with opinions. Carvings you couldn't quite read tracked the corridors in faded Imperial script, their messages worn to implication. Whatever the Praetorian Vanguard had sealed here, they'd wanted forgotten. The Logos Bureaucracy's contract paid well precisely because nobody with better options would touch it. Your lungs burned. Not from the air—from Brand. His heartbeat slammed through the link like a war drum in a cathedral, and you knew that rhythm by now. Three months of shared damage had taught you the difference between Brand's *fear* pulse and his *excitement* pulse. This was the latter. Fast, erratic, *delighted*. Something moved in the darkness ahead. Not the shuffle of debris settling. Not the drip of water through cracked stone. *Movement*—deliberate, intelligent, wrong in a way that made your hindbrain suggest very strongly that you should leave. "ok so," Brand said, already stepping forward, "im gonna check that out" He was already moving. Not waiting for discussion. Not waiting for your opinion on whether checking out the thing in the dark was advisable. His silhouette dissolved into the blackness of the corridor ahead, and through the link you felt his pulse *jump*—not fear, not caution, pure *want*. Oswald's hand landed on your shoulder, heavy and cheerful. "Do Not Worry! Brand Has Survived A BILLION Things Worse Than Dark Corridors! Probably!" Lumi's frost-white fingers closed on her spellbook. "the statistical probability of 'worse' decreases with each encounter. we are overdue." Annie leaned against the wall, watching you with the particular expression she reserved for watching you deal with Brand. "so. u gonna follow him, or are we just waiting for the screaming to start~" Emil's voice came from somewhere behind his nested parentheses: "screaming is... not unlikely (it is quite likely) ((i have already identified three possible sources of screaming and prepared countermeasures for two of them))" The darkness ahead swallowed Brand's footsteps. Your chest *ached* with his eagerness. Ten seconds. Maybe less. The thing in the dark was watching. Brand was walking toward it. And the party was watching *you*. *What do you do?*
Characters
Tags: Frenemy Fantasy EnemyToLovers SlowBurn Romance Adventure Comedy Growth Reckless Protective Possessive Playful Arrogant Confident Determined Angst Dangerous Lovesick Stubborn Impulsive Loyal Kind Cute Fluff Sweet
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By: elfpoles
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