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Welcome everyone to this story, which is the sequel to The Phantom of the Arena! While the plot of the first story was very much inspired on that of the musical, The Phantom of the Opera, this story will not be following the plot of the sequel to that musical, Love Never Dies. Instead, this is a story I've come up with myself, based on the many consequences of the events of the first story.

I thoroughly hope you enjoy this one as well! It will be updated on Saturday around 6 PM Central European (Summer) Time, once every two weeks.

Full synopsis:

After five years of relentlessly putting up a siege against the Red Death, Hiccup, the former terrorist known as the Phantom of the Arena, has finally defeated the Archipelago's greatest enemy, putting a definitive end to the dragon raids. Hoping the worst is finally behind him, he returns to Berk, only to find he left more behind than just the girl he loved. And that life still isn't done with him.

Outside of the Archipelago, Eret, son of Eret, is left with nothing after a mysterious dragon rider destroys his fort and releases the captured dragons his employer sorely needed. Fearing he'll be killed if he doesn't, he flees to the Archipelago with what little remains, hoping to find employment in the dragon-infested area. But the threat seems to have followed him, as news spreads of how Berk's infamous Phantom has returned to reclaim what's his. And that people like Eret will never be safe, unless they act against him.

Ships: Hiccstrid, Eret/Viggo Grimborn, Eret/Tuffnut Thorston, Stoick/Valka

The other party members in Tybalt’s campaign are: 

Yarou - Human monk

The Glorious Biscuit - Half Elven Rogue ( We call him Biscuit) 

Merlin - Human Wizard

Aiden - Human Cleric

Willow - Shifter Ranger + Luca the dire wolf

I would say that most of the party really like the idea of setting up Tybalt with Evris, but seeing has he’s an important NPC and is going through a lot of things right now it’s probably something that will take some time to develop (Especially with how Evris and Tybalt’s last conversation went YIKES). 

chapter 4.5 is up baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thanks for waiting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! in this chapter:

“I love you,” Velvet said instead, and the rocking stopped, Blake’s kisses trailing down her forehead, down her nose, to find the warm shape of her lips instead, gentle and insistent. Before they could truly occupy her mouth, however, Velvet grinned, nipping playfully. “I hope that the next revelation the Bonyorn bestow upon us is more, hm, menial, though. Like a penchant for baked goods, or basket weaving.”

velvet has never been more wrong

The green-yellow smog is familiar now. Everything about it, from the way it obscures any view of the horizon, to the distinct metallic tang it leaves in mouths and throats, carries a strange feeling of normalcy. How quickly humans adapt, Vakhit thinks; less than a half a decade since the Carroway Incident, and already the new way of life is accepted. They can still remember the day it happened, the city's overloaded air-filtration system pushed over the edge, the main storage blowout, years' worth of dust and debris and toxic matter flung out into a panicked populace. The idea of clear skies had quickly become an alien concept to them all. Vakhit sighs, breath rasping through his mask filters, and settles down to resume watching the street below through his scope. Any second now...

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Crouching behind a mound of metal that might've once been a truck, Nilas shifts his weight from one foot to the other, and runs through the plan in his head one more time. Well, the improved plan. Vakhit's original plan, with some of Nilas' own additions slapped on to make it interesting. Instead of waiting for his partner's signal, go in hard and fast, take these people-trading bastards by surprise, and ruin their fucking day. Vakhit would catch on as soon as things blew up, no problem. Probably. Hopefully. Nilas can already feel the impending lecture he's going to get, but whatever, he's not going to change his mind now. He grins, hearing the distant clattering rumble of a makeshift engine approaching, and hefts the Lewis gun in his hands. This is going to be fun.

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From up on their vantage point, Vakhit too hears the sound. Their scope drifts to the corner they know the traffickers will come around, and they wait, breathing steady. It'll be fine, they have a plan. A good plan. They're going to fire a shot first, take out the driver, get the rest of them panicked and looking up, then Nilas can attack at ground level when they're not expecting it. At least, that's the original plan... They know Nilas has a bad habit of winging it, changing plans on the fly, going for the most exciting and dangerous option. Hopefully, this time, with more lives than their own on the line, he'll behave. Regardless, Vakhit sends up a quick prayer to whatever deities could be listening, and tries to ignore the niggling voice in the back of their mind that says it's all in vain.