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Note: In this fanfic, whose work of inspiration (Makai Ouji) in turn is also inspired by angelology, demonology and history, there is only mention of the facts that occurred in Gilles' real life, which merges with the character inspired by him. After having read the biography Marshal of the Darkness (detailed biography of Gilles de Rais' life), I can say with great certainty that Makai Ouji's Gilles, while faithful to the original in many ways, was indeed romanticized. For his madness was stronger than any kind and unselfish feeling he could have had. In his own words, with the death of the Maiden of Orleans, any goodness that could have been in him had also died, leaving only darkness. — ATTENTION: I deleted my Social Spirit account, so there is NO other place I can post or share my fanfics. If you find the same story or similar plot on any other site that IS NOT FOR THIS NYAH ACCOUNT, report it, as it is plagiarism. — ATTENTION 2: The original story of Gilles de Rais, the real Gilles, is full of violence, cannibalism, rape, mutilation and several other atrocities committed and all judged to be in favor of witchcraft and pacts with the devil. He was also the inspiration for the character Bluebeard in Charles Perrault's short story, where the count mutilated and dismembered his wives in a secret room (allusion to what the real one did with kidnapped children...) < br /> — Makai Ouji: Devils and Realist and their respective characters belong to Madoka Takadono and Utako Yukihiro. — The copyright of the fanart belongs exclusively to its author, or author. (In this case it's a print of a scene from the anime) — The changes or adaptations in the fanart were made only with the intention of being the cover of a fanfiction without profit intentions or anything like that. —Having my signature as a ficwritter and the title of the story in the image also reduces the chances of plagiarism from fanfics. — Personally, I found the song Mein Herz Brennt very Gilles-like... So I used it! 8D here's the link to the clip in the explicit version, it's disturbing, I'll let you know. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHE-seRNpfc
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Technical Details & Updates
First Published
9 de novembro de 2014
Last Updated
9 de novembro de 2014
Editorial Status
Completed
Language
Português (Brasil)
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