[Blue Archive] Lost Lives. {REBOOT}
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  • Reads 6,956
  • Votes 313
  • Parts 53
  • Time 5h 14m
Complete, First published Jun 28, 2024
53 new parts
[COMPLETED, WITH AN S#ITTY END. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, THANK YOU.]

An revised version of Lost lives!



An Alternate Timeline in Kivotos.

Where an lone male student is stranded in the desert of Abydos..

And a black-suited man watches from the shadows, waiting to strike for the perfect moment to finally win.





All rights of characters, places, and story turning points are owned by Blue Archive.
I'm not claiming any right for these characters, places, and story turning points, and I will take my book down if Nexon deems fit.


(Hi, Author here
If you have any questions or if you see any plot holes, pls don't just stop reading,
just tell me why you didn't like it, ex. I just don't like it, there is a plot hole, I can't even understand wth this means, etc
English isn't my first language, AND I'm a new author, so feedback would be really great for me!
Well then, I hope you enjoy this book!
-Glitch)
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Blue Archive: Do I look like a student to you? cover
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Blue Archive: A Fox Within a Group of Wolves cover
A Falling Feather (Nugget from PM X Arknights) cover
[Blue Archive] became the mob of Abydos cover
You Didn't Cherish Momotalk (Continuing) cover
A Journey Across Terra cover
Blue Archive - the artists dilemma [DISCONTINUED] cover
The sweetest Little cover
{HIATUS} The Strongest Sensei (Jjk x Blue Archive) [ Rewriting FTF(1/25) ] cover

Blue Archive: Do I look like a student to you?

19 parts Ongoing

In a world teetering between the ordinary and the strange, a white-haired girl sits alone, her expression unreadable. The sensei watches her, sensing the weight of her sadness. When he intent on helping, she coldly refuses with four words "You wouldn't understand!" But how could he understand? She guards her secrets like armor, her words laced with an ache too deep to explain. Yet, the sensei feels a strange familiarity in her pain-like looking into a mirror he doesn't remember shattering. For he, too, is a person without roots-a person in this unknown world, waking with no memories of who he was or why he's here other than helping his students.