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A collection of Re:Zero stories that all center around the Re:Forgotten concept. These stories will each be different takes or explorations of the Re:Forgotten setting. Most stories will be their own 'universe/what if?'
Some of these ideas exist already.
Some may be new.
Some may be repetitive and old.
Some may be radically different.
But all will center around this same concept.
What if Natsuki Subaru was forgotten?
This will be updated irregularly, as its basically whenever I have a fun idea for a Re:Forgotten story, I have several.
Many of these will not be very original.
No I am not apologizing.
This is basically just a place for me to put these ideas hoping someone may enjoy them.
Some of these ideas may/will become future fics but others are free to have their hand are developing them too!
This fic will be updated whenever I have an idea that is not worth me making a fully new fic for.
Or if its somewhat unoriginal and I feel like I am ripping off someone, but I feel my ideas tend to be 'slightly' different than how most of the long term fics shake out, so who knows.
Typically in my end notes I will provide the relevant details of the "Re:Forgotten" scenario that the Subaru in question lived through.
Typically the divergence point will be arc 5.
Sometimes I may decide it to be post arc 6 or post arc 8, if it serves the fic better.
The BIG question is the Rem question, sometimes she'll have been asleep through the entire scenario, sometimes I want her suffering too so I have her wake up early (via Lye dying first) to add to the angst.
Also the amount of torture and WHO tortures Subaru will vary between fics and the relevant info will be presented in the notes.
In general, in my opinion, the typical flow is like this, so consider what I am about to say the 'default.'
Re: Forgotten Abridged
-Subaru gets his name eaten by one of the gluttony's at the end of arc 5.
-Due to a series of stupid misunderstandings, or deliberate framing, Subaru is considered the Archbishop of Pride and imprisoned. Beatrice typically plays some role in the accusation.
-Checkpoint malfunctions and is set for the prison either due to Satella messing up or due to Satella's control over the checkpoints being imperfect.
-Emilia may or may not visit him in prison, if she does she strips him of any of his 'supposed titles' and abandons him.
-Anyone else who visits him in prison similarly disbelieves or forsakes him.
-He is interrogated and tortured by various knights. By default this includes Felix, Julius is iffy but may at least be overseeing his imprisonment.
-Level of torture will vary wildly between stories but typically will leave Subaru with gray hair and many scars.
-If Rem is awake, she and Ram visit one point at his request. This always goes poorly.
-The end state is one of the following options.
--Escape: Subaru escapes via some method. He will continue to be hunted down for a while.
--Name Returned: His name is returned and he is freed.
--Escape & Name Returned: He escapes and his name is returned shortly after.
--Death & Name Returned: He dies a final death but his name is returned right after.
--Death: He dies, his name is not returned.
Personal note
-I for one believe Subaru can't just 'die' among other things. So these fics will sometimes break my own personal headcanon.
With ALL that being said. I do hope you enjoy these fics. There are just way too many, often similar, ideas that I have to be produced into full fics.
Though some of these will be previews of future ideas or 'tests' of future ideas.
So expect to see some stuff recycle.
Theater Note:
There will be 'reacts/theater' additions to chapters post release. At the moment thinkmind is providing them working through them in order of release. So if you want to go see that check the "Orders of Chapters Posted" as it will mark which ones have theater reactions.
As for the start of that tale...
IN THE THEATER
(By Thinkmind, edited by Zero-Haven)
In the Absolute Cinema:
Everyone’s eyes widened in shock when they heard those words.
[Emilia: W... what...?]
The half-elf choked on her own saliva as she swallowed hard and asked the question.
Emilia was tired. —— No, redefining that thought.
Everyone was tired of one thing in particular: failure. More precisely, failing Subaru. It seemed unanimous to almost everyone — except for a drunk father sulking in the back — that it was incredibly frustrating and saddening to see themselves failing so much with someone so kind. Even though he had his own flaws, Subaru was this: someone kind, even far too innocent for a world as cruel and cold as theirs. But that was explained by his upbringing in such a peaceful environment as the one he came from.
His luck was simply awful, as was the way he was left all alone to deal with so many things so suddenly when he was summoned.
So part of the frustration came from how easily his kindness was crushed, and how he had to deal with countless problems. And that frustration only grew when they realized they themselves were often the cause of the very problems he had to face. Even the proudest ones, like Priscilla, found it frustrating that Subaru had to die and return just to fix the mistakes they made; it wounded their pride to see how miserably they would have failed if not for him correcting every error and eliminating every inconvenience on their behalf.
It was as if they were children being protected by a parent from death. Only worse: it was a teenager, with low self-esteem, who sacrificed and suffered in their place—most often for their mistakes—and even blamed himself for the smallest mishaps.
But among all those mistakes, there was one more sinister.
The Routes where they forgot him. The Routes where Subaru’s name was devoured by one of the Archbishops of Gluttony. Those cursed Routes revealed their darkest sides and showed the greatest suffering Natsuki Subaru could ever endure if that fate befell him. They were simply dreadful.
No one actually liked them. They were nothing but torture, showing only horrible things.
So, upon seeing them for the first time, everyone wished never to watch one again.
No one wanted——
[Alpha: Today, we begin a Marathon! But not just any, my dear prisoners. We will watch a collection of: Forgotten Routes!]
That instantly seemed to shatter something inside everyone’s hearts.
[Reinhard: A--A-Alpha-sama... w-why exactly would you want to show us something like that...?]
Reinhard managed to stammer out something while the rest remained frozen in shock at the news.
Why was the Witch of Time doing this? Had she gone mad...?
Not that she was sane to begin with, but had she gotten worse somehow?
Such questions spun through their minds.
[Alpha: Actually, it’s quite simple. These Routes are flooding my feed. In other words, they’re the ones being created the most lately. Along with the Lone Star ones or the artists’ versions. So to get rid of them, I have to display them on screens.]
[Felt: Why not do that in rooms with no one in them?! A place this huge has to have those, right?!]
The little ex-thief argued with the same desperation most of them felt.
[Alpha: For two reasons. First: Imagine a bathtub with the faucet running. My bathtub is filling up too much, so I’m trying to dump the excess into other bathtubs. But there are so many that are already overflowing, and still so much water left, that, unfortunately for you, I have to dump it here in the place where you’re all enjoying the “show of Natsuki Subaru’s life.”]
[Echidna: And the second?]
[Alpha: The second...? Well... It’s mostly just out of spite.]
Admitting this shamelessly, some couldn’t help but grind their teeth at her indifferent response.
But Crusch remained neutral... because she saw the Wind blowing from Alpha. And Priscilla could see a little through the Witch. But those who couldn’t...
[Minerva: Out of all the things you could’ve shown us...! Why would you choose something this awful, huh?!]
[Alpha: Look, we haven’t even started yet and there’s already yelling and tears. I knew this was a good choice.]
Answering with a playful smile to the words and gestures of rage from the Witch of Wrath, the Witch of Time calmly ignored them all as she returned to her seat.
[Alpha: I hope you’re all ready for the beginning of our incredible journey together. Because I am~] With a snap of her fingers, against their will, the prisoners of the room resigned themselves to the sad fate they would have to endure now. Meanwhile, on the screen appeared the title: [Re:Forgotten Myriad Paths]