Moon Maiden 🌙

Right as they were about to leave the cliff to set sail again, Phainon’s vision started to disorientate; his surroundings, once filled with bright magentas and luscious greens, became just an empty gray void. Only to hear a familiar arrogant voice

“Have you forgotten the lessons I taught you?”

Looking around in disarray, Phainon tries to find his mentor and teacher, growing more and more agitated

“Anaxa!”

“Rule number one: do NOT call me Anaxa, you of all people should know better than that.”

Moving slowly backwards, Phainon jerks and swiftly looks back when he bumps into something, only to see the towering figure of his green-haired mentor looming over him

“Rule number two: Never interrupt me, silence is golden after all.”

As Anaxa bends down the slightest bit to look at Phainon in his eyes, blue clashing with aqua ones, as his teacher glares at him

“You are changing from how I have designed you.”

Phainon glares back before letting out a startled yelp when he is lifted by his nape by Anaxa, who starts walking forward and glancing at the human male in his hand

“Have you forgotten your purpose? Let me remind you.” Was the last thing Phainon heard before he tightly shut his eyes, and was thrown forward

“As the god of wisdom and a master of the wars, I only have one mission.”

When he opened his eyes again, Phainon found himself in a memory from years in the past, as he saw a smaller version of himself in front of him

“Create the greatest warrior there ever was.”

The young version of Phainon, probably around the age of 12 or 13, was crouching near the ground, stick in hand, while a young Stelle and Cyrene were next to him

Phainon’s eyes softened seeing the adolescent child version of him and his friends, before everything that happened

His gaze, however, hardened when he heard Anaxa’s voice beside him again, not hearing him approach, “I had a single challenge designed, a test of skill. A magic boar only the best could kill.”

Looking closer at what young Phainon was drawing in the dirt, current Phainon saw the diagram he had drawn all those years ago

The damn diagram that had gotten him here

Glancing at Phainon, the god continues, “One day, a boy came for the thrill. A boy whose mind rivaled the boar's own will.”

Child Phainon grinned at his friends before jumping up to his feet, holding his hand out to the two girls, “Let’s GO!”

The children began running to carry out their plan to slay the boar, not noticing the Anaxa of the past leaning against a tree in the forest, observing them and seeing which one would meet his challenge

“Maybe one day he’ll follow me, and we’ll make a greater tomorrow.”

Young Stelle is throwing one end of the rope underneath the boar, who grows more agitated seeing what was happening around it, towards young Phainon, who pulls it with as much strength as he could for his age, making the rope tense up from being pulled on both sides

“Then they'll see I know he'll change the world-”

None of the children could have expected, however, that the rope would snap from the amount of force being put on it, from both Stelle and Phainon, and the weight of the boar, making the children fly backwards of their own strength

The boar, now having escaped the ‘trap’ that was supposed to hold him down, went to attack the first human it saw, that being young Cyrene, who looked terrified at the beast that was towering, rushing towards her

And before it could reach her, she was pushed aside by Phainon, who now had a rake in his hands and a fierce glare on his face, letting out a loud battle cry

And his heroism was not in vain, for he had come on top and slain the creature while only gaining a cut on his left leg, now standing on its corpse with a wide smile on his face, big and bright enough to rival the sun

“-Because he is a warrior of the mind.” And having passed the god of wisdom's challenge, Anaxagoras now deemed Phainon to be a worthy mentee of his

Of course, before revealing himself to the child, he continued observing him in the branches, his once humane hands now pale green feathers, and a watchful teal and magenta eye watching the young boy

Phainon, to his credit, could feel something or someone watching him after having slain the boar

Yet it was always with little people around him, mostly with Cyrene and Stelle, and never when he was in his village, which was now celebrating with a feast of the hunt that the children had accomplished

“Maybe one day I'll reach him. Build his skills as I teach him.”

Looking up in the tree that he was near, all he could see was a green owl staring right at him, almost as if gazing into his soul

“Phainon!” A sudden yell from Stelle broke him from his thoughts

“If there's a problem, he'll have the answer.”

Glancing at his friends, he could see the concerned expression on Cyrene’s and the same cool and collected one on Stelle

“The ball got sent into the clearing over there. Plus, we have to head back; it’s getting late.”

“That’s fine, you two, head back before it’s dark! I’ll grab the ball and join you both!” He yelled out as he ran towards where the toy had landed

Cyrene now cast her gaze towards Stelle, the face she was making still hadn’t changed, while the grey-haired girl shrugged, put her hands behind her head, and started walking back to their home

Cyrene looked at the way Phainon went one last time before joining Stelle

“He is a warrior of the mind.”

In the meadow, Phainon had found the toy and reached out to grab it

However, when his fingertips grazed the surface, his surroundings began changing

His view, which had been filled with bright magentas and luscious greens, became just an empty gray void out of nowhere

And most importantly…

He felt the same feeling of being watched that he had for the past few days. And he knew the only way to reveal the thing spying on him was to lure it out

So he did it in the best way he knew

By faking that he knew where they were

“Show yourself.” He began while looking around, “I know you're watching me, show yourself.” Seeing the thing not appear, he tries one more time, this last attempt with more arrogance than before

“I can see you.”

“How can you see through my spell?” 

Flinching at the sudden voice, he turns around and sees a tall man with pale green hair tied into a ponytail over his right shoulder, one of his eyes covered by an eye patch, while the visible eye has pale aqua with magenta pupils fixed in a glare, focusing on Phainon

Letting out a startled laugh, Phainon points at the mysterious man before “I was lying! And you fell for my bluff.” He puts his thumb and pointer finger under his chin while letting out a boisterous laugh

“Hahahaha!” …Were those sparkles around him???

Anaxa of the past could only look with a deadpan expression on his face before letting out a sigh and speaking sarcastically, “Well done, enlighten me, young man, what is your name?”

Growing more arrogant and pointing towards himself with his thumb, Phainon smirks at the Anaxa, having an idea as to who he is. “You first, and maybe I'll do the same.”

Glaring at his arrogance, the god spoke up, ”Nice try, but two can play this little game of yours.”

“Nah, don't be modest, I know you're a god.” Phainon scoffs, “So let's be honest, you are Anaxagoras, unmatched, witty, and king of the best strategies we've ever seen.”

“Even in our small village, we’ve been taught about the gods of Amphorous, which of course includes you. 

The god of wisdom, the great performer, the blasphemer, the human who became a deity through the recognition of the Allfather.”

Placing a hand on his hip, Anaxa spoke up, now feeling even more certain of Phainon. “If you are looking for a mentor, I will make sure your time is well spent.”

Phainon grows excited hearing this, holding up his hand for a high-five towards his new teacher, “Sounds like a plan, god and man, bestest of friends!”

Only for Anaxa to stare at his hand in disgust as he walks away, “We shall see where this ends.”

Phainon could only put his hand down awkwardly, feeling disappointed, “Oh… Okay.”

The Phainon of the future could only look as he saw the past version of him grow rapidly before him, a once scrawny little boy from his village, now stood a taller, more muscular man before him, deemed THE deliverer of the land by his own wife

He could only blink back the tears in his eyes as he saw her ‘younger’ self before him, crowning him, clearer than his own memory, for the god of wisdom would forever surpass his own 

“I still intend to make sure you don't fall behind.”

He could only hold back a groan as he got pulled by his wrist, making his cloak fall back, revealing red markings that matched his mentors on the back of his right hand

“Don't forget that you're a warrior of a very special kind.”

Now, grabbing the deliverer by his blue-tinted hair, Anaxa pulled it back, making them lock eyes, aqua ones glaring while cyan ones attempted to glare back

“You are a warrior of the mind.

Do NOT disappoint me.”

Phainon could only blink rapidly as he tried to get accustomed to the bright colours again, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands occasionally and swaying softly

“Phainon, are you alright?” Cyrene’s voice came faintly to him, yet the concern could be heard from miles away

Only letting out a sigh, he starts walking back

“Yeah, let’s just go.”

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After docking the ship near the coast of the island, Phainon was brushing past the leaves of the trees that were close to his face, still not fully trusting this strange island, as evidenced by the tight grip on the sword in his hand, all the while not noticing a familiar pink-haired ‘elf’ approaching him sneakily

“You can relax, my friend♡.”

Jumping from the sudden voice, he turned back to see Cyrene close to him, leaning forward towards him, and flicking his nose up with her middle finger before letting out a small giggle and jogging ahead

“I can tell you’re getting nervous.”

Following the shorter girl, his steps falter when she abruptly stops and turns back to him. Flinching at sudden arms enveloping his shoulder, Phainon shuts his eyes close as Cyrene presses her finger between his brows

“So do yourself a service. And try to relax, Phainon. The war has finally ended. We are almost home, no?”

Pushing her face away playfully with his hands, “I’m fine, Cyrene,” Phainon spoke

Grasping his forearm with her hands, Cyrene spoke up again, “Think of all that we have been through. We'll survive what we get into.” She starts pulling him forward while looking back at him, “I know that you're tired of the war and bloodshed. Tell me, is this how we're supposed to live?”

Glancing at his tight grip on his sword, she continues, “Look at how you grip your sword; enough is said.” Cyrene stops and places her hand on Phainon’s shoulders (while standing on her tiptoes, just to be able to reach him). “Why should we take when we could give?”

Pointing around the forest, both Cyrene and Phainon don’t notice a pale green owl up and hidden in the trees watching them, “You can show a person that you trust them when you stop and lower your guard.”

“Here we havе a chance for some adjustment,”

Cyrene stops near the large leaves, blocking their path as she turns towards her childhood friend with a big smile on her face, “Givе it a try, it's not that hard.” She spoke as she pulled the leaves to the side, letting them leave the dark forest

“I'm telling you♡.”

Phainon shields his eyes from the sudden light before his eyes lit up in awe at the beautiful waterfall flowing before them

They continue walking on their path as Cyrene starts humming under her breath

‘This life is amazing when you greet it with open arms.’

‘Whatever we face, we'll be fine if we're leading from the heart.’

‘No matter the place, we can light up the world. Here's how to start.’

‘Greet the world with open arms…’

Now back in the darker part of the forest, she turns towards Phainon again while holding her arms out before saying the last part of her little tune, “Greet the world with open arms!”

“Welcome-mem!”

A hissing sound emits from Phainon as he pulls out his sword from his scabbard in front of him, while pushing Cyrene behind him, “Stay back!” Glaring at the multitude of eyes that were staring at them

Now more focused, the duo notices that what was in front of them were small floating creatures that kind of looked like rabbits, almost all coming in a multitude of colors

“Stay back-mem!” “Stay back-mem?”

A touch to his arm makes him look back at Cyrene, who looks at him with a calm expression on her face, “Phainon, remember, greet the world with open arms.”

Phainon looks back at the floating creatures, deciding in that moment that it couldn’t hurt to try Cyrene’s approach, “We're only here for food…”

“Food-memi?” “Food-mem!”

“Six hundred friends are waiting for us to show our faces.” Seeing some of them approach slowly, he points his sword further, “Stay back, I'm warning you!”

“Food-mem?” 

“Num num num” 

With a hardened and determined gaze, Phainon looks at the creatures. “If we don't get back safely-”

“-My men will turn this place into blazes!”

“Here you go-memi!”

Phainon and Cyrene could only look in shock as the small animals held out lotuses to the two, offering them without hesitation in their tiny paws, before a wide smile broke out on Cyrene’s face

“See!”

While Cyrene was playing around with animals, Phainon could not shake off the feeling of discomfort that he felt while looking at the fruit in his hand

He also could not help but remember something that you told him in the past

This was before you were both wed, as the tree that is now part of your bed, which he had made himself, was still firmly planted in the ground near his old childhood home

His head was lying on your lap, one of your hands playing with the white strands of his hair, and the other offering him one of the fruits you yourself were eating

A thought occurred to him out of nowhere

“Is there a fruit with strange effects on the mind?”

“Hm?”

Your hand pauses, causing him to pout slightly, almost regretting asking, when your voice cuts him off, “Why the sudden curiosity?”

Phainon sits up, now at (almost) eye level, and stares at you

“I don’t know, I just thought about it. Since you have been around for longer, I thought you would know.”

He remembers you placing a finger near your lips, deep in thought, before answering him again, “If I recall correctly, there should be an island between Aedes Elysiae and Troy, home to little fairies called the lotus eaters.”

“I would advise anyone not to consume the lotuses, however.”

Taking your hand, Phainon places it on his cheek (not before kissing your palm, of course), and starts rubbing it with his own

“Why not?”

“While it has been reported to have a honey-like sweetness to it, once you eat it, the lotus consumes the average human's mind and reduces it to a state of utter apathy. You will forget everything you once knew and loved, only caring about your fellow eaters and the lotus itself.”

Hearing your explanation, Phainon can’t help but shiver, not knowing what he would do if he forgot everything and everyone that he loved

Still, there was one question that remained in his mind

“And how do you recognize the lotus? What makes it different from other lotuses?”

“When you see the inside, there should be small glowing seeds in the meat of the fruit.”

Breaking open the fruit with his hands, Phainon could only stare in quite horror when, just as you said in the past, there were small glowing seeds inside

He swiftly looks up to see one of the fairies placing a piece of the lotus in Cyrene's mouth, making him yell

“Cyrene!”

Everyone in the area flinched from the scream, even making the fairy drop the produce in its paws, looking over at the white-haired man

“Phaino-”

Grabbing her by her shoulders, he pulls her away from the creatures, “Cyrene, do not eat these fruits from them.” He shows her the glowing seeds, “The fire that we saw on the island? It probably was the shimmer of the fruits in the trees. [Name] told me about them years ago. Once we eat them, we are no better than these creatures.”

“That’s what we get with open arms.”

Looking at the disappointed look in his blue eyes, Cyrene looked back at the fairies before softly speaking to them, “Little fairies, I'd like to show my friend that kindness is brave-”

“-Could you tell me where there's other food to eat?”

The little fairies looked at each other before answering the pink elf

“The cave-mem!” “Scary cave-memi.”

Tilting her head, Cyrene continues asking, “And where do we sail to find this food-filled cave?”

All of the fairies (except for one who starts pointing) answer simultaneously

“East-memi!” “That way-mem!”

Smiling softly, Cyrene thanks them

“Thank you, little ones.”

“Welcome-memi!”

After talking with the fairies, they both began walking near a cliff on the island, taking in the view before taking leave

Grabbing Phainon’s hands in her own, Cyrene says the thing that has been on her mind for a long while now, “Phainon, I know that you carry a lot of guilt inside of you, because of what happened. But you cannot let it define how you view the world. If you just embrace this world with love, it will reward you tenfold. So greet the world with open arms.”

Staring at his friend, he repeats what she’s been trying to teach him

“Greet the world with open arms…”

She sits down near the edge while looking back at him, smiling softly like she always had, the sun's glow hitting her from behind

“You can relax, my friend♡.”

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Twelve ships have departed from Troy ten years after the war had ended. The soldiers' mission was complete; Helen of Castrum Kremnos was rescued and avenged. And yet, after all that had happened, Phainon had not gotten a single wink of sleep. Every time he tried to close his eyes, he could hear the innocent giggles of the infant.

His comrades, on the other hand, were all celebrating with what they had on hand. For they finally knew a moment of peace after all that had happened. Looking at the happy faces of his crew, Phainon told himself that everything that he had done was worth it.

So what if he had killed hundreds?

So what if he had sacked and destroyed Troy like nothing?

And so what if he had sacrificed the life of an infant so that his family could be safe?

All that he had done was worth it, for he was going home.

Standing up, he leaned against the railing of his ship, and he looked out to the vast sea.

“Six hundred men…” Phainon began, “Six hundred men under my command, with only one goal in mind…”

‘Make it back alive to our homeland.’

“Six hundred miles of open sea, but the problem is not the distance.”

‘It's what lies in between.’

Looking at the vast ocean with determination and longing, Phainon continues, voice growing louder and stronger, “And Aedes Elysiae’s waiting. My hometown is waiting!” 

“My wife is waiting… for me. So full speed ahead.”

Sensing someone approaching, Phainon turns around, only to see the trusted friend of both you and him, and second in command, Stelle, her gray hair swaying softly with the wind and her usual cool and collected look on her face.

“Part- I mean, captain.” She gives him a mock salute. “You know, the people you brought with have quite big mouths. They’ve nearly eaten everything from our food supply.”

Phainon only looks at her with a teasing look in his eyes and a smirk on his face. “Are you sure the ‘big mouths’ you are talking about isn’t just you?” Which, in return, makes Stelle look to the side, acting like he’s speaking a foreign language to her

“I have no clue what you are talking about right now.”

They both burst out laughing when they lock eyes again, making Phainon have to hold on to the rail he was leaning on while Stelle was clutching her stomach

Wiping a single tear from his eye, Phainon speaks up again while chuckling a little. “Oh, what are we going to do with you… But if our supplies are really low, see those birds in the sky? We can just follow them towards land. And there we can hunt for food, my second in comman-”

Before he could finish his sentence, Stelle ran towards the crew, screaming at them that they were heading off

“Seems like someone got excited, huh, captain?♡”

Hearing that familiar voice that you and he grew up with, he couldn’t help the smile that appeared on his face as he answered the female’s voice with joy in his own, “Cyrene!”

Letting out a small giggle, she points in the distance, where the clouds part and an island is seen, with tree leaves swaying softly in the wind. “There seems to be an island where we can dock at.” Squinting her eyes, she continued, “There also seems to be a slight glow shining from there.”

Placing her arms behind her back, she tilts her head to the side while swaying softly. “Maybe people are lighting a fire? Or they could share some food, no?”

Getting a bad feeling, Phainon furrows his brows, the uneasy feeling showing on his face clear as day. “Something feels off here. I see fire, but there's no smoke.”

They both flinch once they hear a voice talking beside them

“I say we strike first, after all, we don’t have the time to waste.” It was just Stelle not noticing the distraught look on Cyrene’s face as she continued speaking

“So let's just raid the place and—”

“No.”

The two women look at Phainon, who still had not completely snapped out of his uneasy feeling from earlier. “Cyrene, gear up.” He pauses to look into her eyes, “You and I will go ahead. We can do this without any unnecessary blood on our hands.”

Every time he closes his eyes, he sees the tiny ones that were staring up at him

Stelle starts speaking up in protest, “Phainon! We don’t know who, or better yet, what is on that island! Going there just the two of you would be suicide!”

Phainon places his hands on her shoulders, patting them gently as he can. “Give me 'til sunrise, and if we don't return partner…” he starts to walk towards the weapons on the deck, grabbing a spear, and throwing it at Cyrene, who fumbles with it slightly at the sudden throw at her before looking his second in command in the eyes. “Then six hundred men can make the whole place burn.”

“Now then…

Let’s go full speed ahead!”

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For one of my exams i had to finish something, be it making a carpet, an ad, etc.

So i made Beagle Coconut!! He's so cute, my son i love him

I also started watching Gachiakuta, and let's just say....

I am now a proud Tamsy simp (no joke i bought the first 6 volumes just to display his on my shelf (after reading them ofc🙂‍↕️)) ugh the urge to peg him... So here have a tamsy sketch !!

Onto the wips !!

Now live - idol!reader x fanboy/boyfriend Phainon part 2!

100 follower special! When I hit the 100 follower goal i will be releasing a (small) smut series including 3 (or 1 more (˵¯͒〰¯͒˵)) versions of our lovely Phainon (Phainon, Reaver, and Khaslana + ??? (i think we all know who I'm just being dramatic))

And lastly, the last 3 chapters of A:TM act 1!! before going to Act 2!

I would also like to thank everyone who has interacted with my works by liking, reblogging, or commenting! Your support means the world to me.

I am a pretty anxious person, so anxious in fact that i can't even interact with people through social media without feeling my heart start racing and beginning to shake

I'm always so scared that people will think that what i make, be it art or writing or even just talking/texting, is stupid, so horrendously bad, or find me annoying, so i always start shaking from the anxiety (even now as i type this lol)

So every little interaction fills me with so much joy, and i just can't thank you all enough, not just the people following me, but also like i said, people just liking the stuff i post <3

I am trying to learn it off, to not feel like this, but as of now it hasn't worked yet. But I won't stop until at the very least i lessen this feeling!

Once again, thank you, everyone!

-Love Komi (ᴖ3ᴖ)♥(ᴖ◡ᴖ)

Imagine growing more and more scared and anxious, seeing various unknown Pokémon around you

Imagine tripping over a large tree branch that fell on the ground, making you trip and fall

Imagine letting out small whimpers and cries, as when you tripped, you scraped your knee, making it throb in pain and bleed

Imagine that dreadful feeling growing as you see a nearby bush shaking, scared that it could be a terrifying Pokémon that would want to hurt you any minute

Imagine it only being a Poliwag, barely even paying you any mind, yet still feeling fearful of everything around you

Imagine letting out small sobs while calling out to your mom, wishing you were in her comforting arms, as you didn't want to be at this stupid camp in the first place

Imagine seeing the bush from earlier begin to shake again, letting out harder sobs while tightly closing your eyes

Imagine that because you were closing your eyes, you didn't see the tuft of blueish white hair that emerged from the bushes, blue eyes that were looking around for the same Pokémon that scared you earlier, before the boy's eyes landed on your pitiful form

Imagine only opening your eyes after hearing a "Are you alright?" come from the white-haired boy

Imagine only looking up at him in confusion, mixed with the feelings you were having, as he introduced himself in a cheerful tone, "Hi! I'm Phainon. Who are you?" before noticing your tearful face, and looking at you with worry, "What's wrong?"

Imagine blinking away the tears that were still in your eyes, glancing at your injured knee, "I hurt... My leg.."

Imagine young Phainon crouching down while pulling a handkerchief from his pockets. "Don't worry! See this?" he opens the purple towel with a small Pokéball on it. "This will make it better!"

Imagine young Phainon tying the towel not too loose and not too tight around your injured knee, his tongue sticking out in concentration, all the while you look at him like you couldn't believe someone could be this kind

"All done!"

Imagine trying to move your injured leg, only to let out a small cry, still feeling it throb. Phainon, seeing your face scrunch in pain, quickly thought of something to make you feel better. "Okay, watch this!" Waving his hands around your wound, acting like he was casting a spell on it, he began his 'chanting' "Feel better, feel better, right away! Make the pain go away!" lifting his arms in the air after finishing

"Ngh! It still hurts! I can't stand up!..."

Imagine, after hearing that, young Phainon stands up and holds his hand out to you, all the while smiling brightly at you. "Don't give up till it's over, kay? Come on!"

Imagine slowly putting your hand in his, holding it tightly, suddenly being pulled up by him, and landing in his arms. While in his arms, you couldn't help but notice the way that your heart started pounding wildly in your chest, even worse, feeling your face start to warm up, and hoping he wouldn't notice from the proximity before pulling away slightly

Imagine that he starts to lead you both back towards the camp, all the while holding your hand, not even letting go for even one moment

And if anyone asked when you first fell for Phainon in the future, you'd answer with this

You fell for the kind-hearted boy who helped you that day, and in the future, would continue to do so

That was quite some time ago

Imagine seeing the face of that same boy from all those years ago on your TV, the news live streaming on the screen, trying to help a rogue Garchomp that was out of control

Imagine putting your hands to your mouth in horror, seeing the boy fall after his Pokémon from the tower, to what you assume is his death

Imagine letting out a huge sigh of relief after seeing him land safe and sound on the ground

Imagine, after seeing his face, deciding to find him and ask him if he remembers you, remembers the moment that changed your life, and hopes that it changed his too

Imagine finding him days after you left home to find him in a gym battle, seeing his face closer than ever after all these years, it started to bring forth the same feelings you felt from so long ago

Imagine that after his defeat at the Santalune City gym against Viola, Phainon trains against the sister of the same gym leader he just lost against getting roughed up in the process, small bruises and scufs appearing on his pale skin and clothes

Imagine Phainon on his knees lost in thought, phanting lightly, not even hearing the gentle foot steps approaching him getting startled when your gentle voice calls out to him

Imagine Phainon looking up at you, only to see a plain handkerchief in your hands being pushed towards him

"Here, Phainon, use this."

Seeing your kind act, Phainon can't help the smile that appears on his face. "Thank you, [Name]!"

Imagine that as Phainon is cleaning his face doesn't notice the nervous look that appears on your face, contemplating asking him the question that has been bothering you since you saw him again

Letting out a small sigh, you decide that it is now or never. "Here we go..."

Turning to face him again, you ask him...

"Phainon, do you... remember me?"

Second art inspired by the art of malama-art!

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It was no secret that you're a very successful idol, along with your fellow members, and Phainon is your (self-proclaimed) number one fan

Originally, Phainon wasn't really interested in the idol industry; the only reason he knew about them was because of his childhood friend Cyrene, who herself wanted to become one!

So when she came to him, saying she auditioned for a new up-and-coming group and that she was accepted, he was excited for her! Hell, they both celebrated near their childhood spot while she talked about everything that happened while auditioning.

After some time had passed, Cyrene excitedly told Phainon that everything was set for the group's debut, and a few months later, they would be officially revealed to the public!

Phainon was happy for her, really, he was! But he couldn't help but be a little worried for her, after all, he had (though he would never admit it) read articles of idol groups appearing friendly on the surface in front of fans and cameras while being hostile to each other in private. She was like a sister to him; if something like that happened to her, he wouldn't know how he'd react

So when he asked her about her fellow members, her whole face lit up in excitement while she began rambling about them all and pulling her phone out to show him pictures she took while training with them, he could feel himself calm down considerably

She talked about two girls who also happened to have pink hair like hers, one who had an interest in photography, and the other who was knowledgeable in medicine and healing. There was one girl who was a little cold to the touch, but sweet like the others. She even talked about her manager and the costume/makeup artist

And of course, last but not least, you

"Oh! And how could I forget our dear leader!" She gasped, and that was the last thing he heard before he got lost in a trance while staring at her phone

You were gorgeous. That was the simplest way he could describe. If he were in the same room as you, Phainon feared that he wouldn't be able to breathe within your presence. He didn't know what it was; he had seen his fair share of pretty people, hell, he and Cyrene weren't ugly in the slightest, and there was more than one pretty face in Aedes Elysiae

But there was just something about you, looks-wise, that made him feel inferior, like a bug staring at an ethereal being

Cyrene must have noticed his trance, for she began having that mischievous look on her face that he had grown up dreading. Waving her hand in front of his face, Phainon snapped back to reality, before paling slightly and seeing her staring at him, smirking

"She's beautiful, no? We all have a feeling she's going to be pretty popular. And it doesn't help that she gives off major older sister vibes, which most people are into♡." She lets out a fake sigh. "I can't seem to understand how she is still single after all this time."

Cyrene can't help the giggle that escapes her when she notices the way Phainon's head snaps up as he sits a little bit straighter, already looking at her with the same big puppy eyes that he gives when he wants something

"Cyrene, my very, very best friend, remember the time in elementary school when you needed to borrow a pencil from me???"

"Just say it."

"...Can you please introduce me to her •̯́ ^ •̯̀" how he said that outloud is unknown to this day

After that, with the excuse of wanting her new friends to meet her old ones, Cyrene convinced everyone to bring Phainon along for a day to introduce everyone to each other at their dorm rooms

He got to meet March (the one who liked photography, and he was shown some of her work, which was really good! She seemed to have visited many places.), Hyacine (The one with the medical knowledge, she was really sweet), and Castorice (the one that was cold to the touch, she really was, he felt like he was at death's door when he shook her hand). And while he was really glad to meet Cyrene's new friends, it was obvious to everyone around him that he was waiting for someone else to show up

Yet, no matter how long he waited, there was not a single sign that you were coming

After a few hours, he decided that it just wasn't meant to be, and bid goodbye to his friend and her dorm members

Walking out of the apartment building, he was so focused on his phone that he didn't notice the person walking towards him with bags in their hands, only realizing after bumping into them, making them drop what they were holding

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!" Dropping to his knees, he quickly grabbed everything while apologizing profusely. Once After grabbing everything, he looked up at the person, intending on apologizing again, only for the words to stop before even getting anything out

Oh, the Titans must be playing a cruel joke on him. Out of everyone he had to bump into, why did it have to be you?

He's pretty sure you could hear his heartbeat from where you were standing, all the while he was getting dizzy from all the blood rushing towards his face in embarrassment

What's worse is that he can see you looking down at him with amusement clear in your eyes

"It's fine, thank you for your help. I would, however, advise you to look where you're walking next time. Wouldn't want you to bump into anyone else, hm?"

Gods, even your voice was hypnotizing. How was it humanly possible to be so... perfect?

He could barely register the fact that you were helping him up with barely any difficulty (He was rather heavy, he knows this, and yet you pulled him up like it was nothing)

"A-Again i am so sorry miss, it really wasn't my intention to walk into you. Is there anything I could do to repay you?"

"No, thank you for your offer, though. It was nice meeting you, Mr...?"

"A-Ah! Phainon. My name is Phainon! It was nice meeting you, too, Miss [Name]! OKAYGOODBYE!" he had to get out of there; he couldn't spend another second making a fool out of himself in front of you.

Phainon had left in such a hurry that you didn't have enough time to respond. Leaving you behind to laugh to yourself as you see his figure disappear in the distance.

"Dork... I didn't even give him my name."

Checking to see if everything is intact, you make your way up to your apartment, and seeing the door softly close, you know your hunch was correct.

Someone was eavesdropping on your interaction with Phainon, and you have an inkling as to who it was.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU JUST RAN AWAY?!"

This is what he had been hearing from his pink-haired friend for the past hour or so. Yelling at him for being an idiot (that he was) and fumbling the opportunity she created for you two to interact in private

"Wait, what do you mean you 'created the opportunity' for us to interact...?" There was a moment of silence before it clicks to him, "Cyrene! Did you stall her so I would meet her outside!?"

"Yeah? Have you not been listening to anything I have been saying??" Phainon loves her to death, but sometimes...

Letting out a groan, he flopped down on his bed, face towards his ceiling, "I made a total fool out of myself in front of her. I don't think I can ever face her ever again."

Having known him long enough, Cyrene knew in a few moments that Phainon would start whining his 'woe is me' mantra, and you know what?

....

She was right (like always)

"Cyrene! You don't understand!! The most beautiful person I have ever seen saw me being a total mess in front of her! My life is over..."

If she were next to him, she would have given the biggest side eye... but alas, Cyrene was just a kind, lovely, and cute girl♡ , so she guessed she could help her friend get with in his words the most beautiful person (Which she totally agreed with, you were a total catch that anybody would be lucky to have) he had ever seen

She let out a loud, fake, annoyed sigh. "Fine, but when you guys get married, i beter be the one to officiate it."

Phainon almost wants to start swinging his legs as he rolls in bed, excited. He settles on just thanking his friend profusely

"Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!!! Cyrene, I owe you so much!!"

"Oh, you bet. I'll be telling her all of this after you guys are together."

"....Please don't."

"You are in no position to bargain with me right now. Now first, what you are gonna do is..."

To this day, no one knows what kind of advice (and magic) Cyrene worked for you two to start dating, but we are all thankful for our pink-haired elf girl

Phainon likes to think that he was stuck in his own personal hell. A hell of his own making, if you will even.

He would rather go through endless cycles of torture than go through what is happening right now

What happened, you may ask?

Well, dear reader, the reason for our dear Phainon to be like this is because of you! Yes, you read that correctly

For you see, when you have a popular idol girlfriend who is not only known on your home planet, but all across the cosmos (and the group, but they don't matter right now), and sadly, you have more than one very important fan who wants to see you perform (and the group-)

So the logical thing to do is go on tour. To meet and entertain people from planets you have never even been to before!

But that also means leaving a giant Samoyed with strong, manipulative puppy dog eyes back home, and no, we are not talking about your baby, snowy

Phainon, whether he knows it or not (he does), likes to use his puppy dog eyes to get you to do things you probably shouldn't. Like the time when you had to get to the studio on time, but he kept begging and whining for you, saying that he would drop you off if you would stay for a few minutes more in bed with him

You have to be the responsible one, whether it's in your group or your relationship with your partner, so you tell him no, that you unfortunately can't stay just a few more minutes, no matter how badly you also want it

But you were only human(?) after all, and you were tired, so when he uses those manipulative eyes of his to sway you, you cannot help but say yes to him, which in return has spoiled him rotten, leaving him like a leech vying for your affection and attention

It's only natural for him to be so down when you leave him for three months to tour the planets. It's all your fault that he's like this

You've ruined Phainon

You've ruined him for anyone else

And he would not have it any other way

Maybe that's why he finds himself in the only music store there is in Aedes Elysiae. Standing there in front of your group's shelf with all of your albums, from your first releases to the latest, was a group of girls varying in age around him

Though he could not deny the irritation that was bubbling away in him, hearing them talk about your group, more specifically about you

Oh, how he wishes sometimes that he didn't have to sign all those nda's just to be with you, so that he could proudly say that you both were together to all of the people who claimed they could love you better than he could

Especially to those who thought they knew who you were personally, sexually

"When I saw her slip up her shirt, I was just thinking, 'damn, just get me pregnant while you're at it??'" One girl said, someone from out of town as he didn't recognize them, giggling loudly while hugging one of your albums close to her. Her friend nodded along in excitement, "Did you see her new photoshoot with Aglaea's fashion brand? She looked so good! It was kind of like she was seducing me through the screen."

They continued talking and laughing, while Phainon grew more and more annoyed with what he was hearing. And yeah, he did agree with every word they said, like yes, he would let you get him pregnant, and yes, you looked like you were seducing him in the new photoshoot

But damn it, why did others have to see you and think like that?! Why did they have to talk about his girlfriend like that? While they didn't know that, it didn't stop him from feeling the way that he did

Knowing he would say and do something he would later regret, he grabbed the album he came here for and cleared his throat, startling the two girls from earlier. "Excuse me, I'm trying to get to the register."

Muttering an apology, the two girls move to the side while Phainon says a quiet thanks, using his long legs to move as swiftly as possible to get home before anything else happens

Sitting on his bed, Phainon spent the last few minutes just staring at his phone screen, at the last text you had sent

Flopping face-first into your pillow, Phainon starts whining into it while taking in the scent that lingers on it

No matter how long you're away, the scent of your perfume will always linger, for without you knowing, Phainon had gotten the same perfume that you use daily and sprays it every time the scent starts to fade

Sitting up abruptly with a pout on his face, he grabs the album he bought and starts ripping off the plastic seal protecting it hurriedly, throwing it to the side after it comes off. He starts to flip through the album, only pausing when you are on the pages before continuing

After flipping through the entire book, which took some time as he was smiling to himself, rambling every time you were in view, he finally turned his attention to the inclusions, which included two photocards, and considering his chances and luck, he had a twenty percent chance to pull you on either cards

He could feel his heart start to beat faster in anticipation, praying to every deity he could think of in that moment (yes, even... Nanook), Phainon flipped the first card over...

....

Only to see the winking face of his friend staring back at him, her hands in the shape of a heart. Even on another planet she was mocking him

If he weren't sitting on his bed, he's pretty sure he would have fallen to the ground in despair while banging his fist to the floor

Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he grabbed the bottom of the card between his fingers, closed his eyes, and flipped it over. Opening his eyes and seeing your beautiful smile on your even face, making a peace sign with your hand, he couldn't stop the way the smile grew on his own

As he continued thinking about you, he couldn't help the warm sensation he was starting to feel down below as he slowly grew hard

Heart beating even faster than before, he pushed everything off the bed, making a loud thud sound, all the while, your card was still in his non-dominant hand

Brushing his empty hand to his hard-on, he couldn't help but whimper. He was always sensitive when he was thinking of you. Feeling the pleasing sensation he continued, slowly escalating into rutting into his hand harder and faster, making his thighs shake

He imagines that if you were here with him right now, you'd talk him through it, make him beg and wait for it, "Phai, didn't I tell you to behave? Or are you not my good puppy?"

He is, Phainon swears, he is your good puppy, good boy, even your good plaything. He just wants to be good for you

He feels fulfilled knowing he is the best. Best there is for you. Knowing you are satisfied with him brings him unfathomable amounts of joy

All of it, just for you

Pulling down his sweatpants and boxers together, his erection springs out, making him whimper from the cold air hitting him. Placing a finger on his slit, the precum clings to it, so when he moves his hand, there is only a thin string connected from the head to his fingertip

Seeing as he's leaking so much, he quickly smeared all the pre to the rest of his cock with his hand, letting out small moans and whimpers while doing so

Letting out a stuttering sigh at the sight of his cock completely smeared in his own cum he starts moving his hand, the pace going faster as the time flies by

He could almost hear your voice in the room with him as he approaches his release. "Phai, don't you want to be good for me? Cum for me, puppy, come on i know you can do it!"

He starts panting as he goes at a rougher pace, just like you would do to him, and the closer he gets, the more delirious he is. " "I-I do! W-wanna be your g-good boyy...!" Tears are running from his eyes "I'mm sorryy... I'm gonna cuumm!"

He didn't want to disobey you, he wanted to be good just like you asked of him. But you really can't blame him can you? Having this dumb mutt who only thinks with his dick go months without feeling you by his side, that was a disaster in the making

Feeling the familiar feeling of his release coming in close, he continued bucking in his fist, hips thrusting in the opposite rhythm of his hand, he took one last glance at your smiling face in his hands

His orgasm was messy, white spurting out of his tip and landing all over his thighs and running down his cock, all while loud cries and shaky moans leave his mouth echoing around the room

In the moment he didn't even notice himself letting go of the card in his hands as flops down backwards on the bed. Phainon tries to regain his breath as he lays there still shaking slightly

Sometimes he wishes you were never an idol, that he should try to get you to stay harder or even get you fired from the agency, but he doesn't

For he knows sooner or later you would find out what he did and despise him

Phainon would rather take out his own heart and present it to you than make you to hate him

So even if he doesn't like it, being so far away from you

He'll continue to support you from afar

Phainon is your number one fan after all

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Hours had passed, and yet the only thing that had changed was that Phainon had placed the infant in his crib. He had spent the whole time pacing the small room, his mind a mess. He had no problem slaying adults, men or women, as long as they were in his way; his blade saw no difference. But a child? An infant at that? That was one line he could not cross, no matter how hard he tried.

And yet, every time he looked at the boy, THEIR words echo in his mind. "Will it be the infant in your arms, or your family's?"

A sharp cry broke his thoughts as he stared at the cradle. Walking over, Phainon looks down at the newborn before picking him up again, softly swaying him in his arms to shush his cries, just like he did for his own boy. Seeing as his crying wasn't stopping, Phainon started gently rubbing his knuckles against the infant's cheeks, making him cease his cries and open his eyes. He can't help but smile, thinking of his own son.

"I can't help but think of my own boy when I look into your eyes. You're almost as old as he was when I left for this war." Grabbing the blanket from the crib, he drapes it over Astyanax. And yet his smile dropped when he thought back on the gods' words. "I have slain over hundreds of people, haunting me with their cries, it makes me wonder if this is the price I have to pay for the endless pain I have caused..."

Placing the little giggling Astyanax back in his bed, Phainon places his hand over his eyes. "If you close your eyes, little one, you can spare yourself this view..." The child didn't understand anything that was happening, just grabbing at the older man's fingers with his little hands, just laughing away, thinking it was a game. Phainon could just look with pain and despair all over his face. "How could I possibly hurt you?" 

Removing his hands from Astyanax's face, he rubs his own harshly. "I'm just a man who's trying to go home. Even after all the years away from what I've known. I'm just a man who's fighting for his life." Phainon thinks of the good days when he and his wife would lie on their wedding bed together. "Deep down, I would trade the world to see my son and wife! For I am just a man..." And yet when thinking of them, he starts to question if one child's life is more important than the lives of his loved ones.

It didn't help that Nanook's words were endlessly repeating in the back of his head this whole time. He couldn't help but wonder when the young boy in his little bed would become the calamity to end his family. "But when will you be the avenger THEY provisised? I don't want to harm you, little one. But I fear that the love I feel for my family is greater than my desire to make sure you live. After all, when the time comes, when will the man you grow up to be become a monster?"

Before his resolve could waver, he grabbed the infant from his bed, but not before covering it in its blanket. Phainon stared straight ahead, for he knew if he looked at it, he wouldn't be able to do what he had decided to do. He hopes he can be forgiven, for if it were up to him, things would not have ended like this.

'But when does a comet become a meteor?'

He doesn't know. He can't know.

'When does a candle become a blaze?'

As he steps out to the balcony of the palace, his soldiers stare up at him in question before seeing the young boy in his hand, realizing what he was about to do. They could only close their eyes and pray for the young infant. This, of course, caught the attention of the young Astyanax's mother, who began thrashing against the soldiers holding her down, crying for her boy.

'When does a ripple become a tidal wave?'

'Forgive me...' he sheds a tear.

'When does the reason become the blame?'

'I'm sorry, please forgive me, I have to do this..."

'When does a man become a monster?'

"MONSTER!" the boy's mother cried out, "What did he do but be born! He has not even celebrated his first year on this wretched earth yet!" She could only sob as she fell to her knees, wishing she would perish alongside her son, her little Astyanax.

Holding it in one hand, he holds the infant over the balcony edge, having covered its head with the blanket. Phainon couldn't see the face it was making, only hearing the giggling noise it was letting out.

"Forgive me, for I am just a man..." is the last thing Phainon says as he lets go and quickly covers his ears, so he would not hear the sickening crunch of bones snapping on the ground as the infant's giggles seize, nor see the ivory quilt turn to crimson.

In Aedes Elysiae, a young boy no older than ten could be seen running in the halls of his palace, trying to catch up to his family's dog. He didn't know what had gotten into him, but if he knew one thing, it was that this dog was smarter than he looked.

Not being able to keep up with him, the boy puts his hands on his knees as he begins panting, trying to catch his breath.

"Snowwyyyyyyy, why are you running so fasttttt!!"

"Caelus?"

Startled, Caelus turns around to see you, his mother, looking at him with a confused yet amused gaze. Snowy, the traitor that he was, sat diligently next to you, scroll in his mouth, like he didn't make Caelus run from one end of the castle to the other. He glares at the dog and then looks back at you, "Yes, mother?"

You let out a small chuckle, yet you can't help but feel sadness when you look at your beloved son. 'He looks more like him day by day.'

"What has gotten you in such a rush, my love? I could hear your footsteps all the way from my chambers".

Caelus could feel his face flush in embarrassment as he tried to explain, "W-Well, I-I..." He let out a sigh. "Snowy took the scroll I was looking at..."

You couldn't help but feel curious about what he was reading. "I see, and may I know what you were reading?" At your words, he looked hesitant before answering, "It... The scroll was about father..."

You felt your heart sink a bit, knowing your son had to learn about his father, your husband, from scrolls rather than the man himself. Caelus must have seen your disheartened look as he began frantically apologizing, "I'm sorry, mother! I didn't mean to upset you, I swear! I-It's just that, I wanted to learn more about him and-!" He stopped talking when he felt you softly petting his head. Looking up, he only saw the gentle smile you always gave him ever since he could remember.

"Oh my sweet boy, do not worry. I'm not angry with you."

"You're not?" He didn't seem to believe you.

"I promise. And if you wanted to learn more about your father, all you had to do was ask."

Caelus looked relieved. "Really?" and then he processed your last sentence, "Really! Oh, mother, thank you so much! I want to know everything there is to know about him!" He started pulling at your arms, tugging you towards your room.

Letting out a small startled laugh, you started following him. "Alright, Alright, my dear, calm down. I'm not going anywhere; we have more than enough time." You sat on your bed, the one Phainon had made with his own two hands, while Caelus was practically vibrating from excitement. "Alright, what do you want to know first?"

"Ooh, Ooooh! What was father like in his daily life?!"

"Well, your father was rather kind to everyone. But he was even kinder to children, for he adored them. He would always make sure the children here were safe from harm. He was just that kind of man."

While happy to learn more about his father, Caelus looked deep in thought before speaking up in a soft voice. "Mother, do you think when father comes back home, he'll be happy to have me as his son..." Before doubt could cloud his mind further, you pulled him into an embrace.

"He is more than happy to have you as his child. I just know he would do anything to see you grow up, sweetheart. And he will, I just know it."

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀

Chapter I | The horse and the infant

Chapter II | Just a man

Chapter III | Full speed ahead

Chapter IV | Open arms

Chapter V | Warrior of the Mind

𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈 | 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀

Chapter VI | Nous

Chapter VII | Survive

Chapter VIII | Remember them

Chapter IX | This is my goodbye

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀

Chapter X | Storm

Chapter XI | Luck runs out

Chapter XII | Keep your friends close

Chapter XIII | Ruthlessness

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐄𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀

Chapter XIV | Puppeteer

Chapter XV | Wouldn't you like

Chapter XVI | Done for

Chapter XVII | There are other ways

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀

Chapter XVIII | The Underworld

Chapter XIX | No longer you

Chapter XX | Monster

𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀

Chapter XXI | Suffering

Chapter XXII | Different beast

Chapter XXIII | Hysilens

Chapter XXIV | Mutiny

Chapter XXV | Thunder bringer

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀

Chapter XXVI | Legendary

Chapter XXVII | Little wolf

Chapter XXVIII | We'll be fine

Chapter XXIX | Love in paradise

Chapter XXX | God games

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀

Chapter XXXI | Not sorry for loving you

Chapter XXXII | Dangerous

Chapter XXXIII | Charybdis

Chapter XXXIV | Get in the water

Chapter XXXV | Six hundred strike

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀

Chapter XXXVI | The Challenge

Chapter XXXVII | Hold them down

Chapter XXXVIII | Khaslana

Chapter XXXIX | I can't help but wonder

Chapter XXXX | Would you fall in love with me again

Art! : | 1 | 2 |

Memes! : | 1 |

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It has been 10 long years since Phainon last been home. For 10 years, he has fought the Trojans for the return of Helen of Castrum Kremnos with his fellow soldiers. But today it all ends. Today, they claim victory, and he'll be able to go home. Back to his darling wife and son...

If only it were that easy, right?

It had been 10 long years since Phainon had last been home. Since he had last seen his darling wife and son.

This war had taken a toll on him, for he had never felt homesickness like this in all of his years of living.

He had tried to get out of going, of leaving his homeland. He had tried to feign lunacy by destroying his own fields, for an oracle had prophesied that he would have a long-delayed return home should he leave for Troy.

He went as far as to start sowing his fields with salt. Alas, it turned out all for naught. As Palamdes, at the behest of Agamemnon, sought out a way to disprove his madness. He placed his son, his little boy, not even a few months old, in front of the plow Phainon was using to ruin his fields.

He had been forced to stop the animals in their tracks lest they crush his poor boy under their hooves. And thus his plan had been foiled, for he now had to leave. Leave his wife, son, and home to fight in a war he wanted no part of.

So here he was now, hiding in the wooden horse they had left at the doors of the Trojans as a 'peace offering'. The only source of light they had was the torches everyone was holding. And once they didn't hear the pitter-patter of feet walking outside, and the sound of talking ceased, they sprang to action.

Taking a deep breath, Phainon starts addressing everyone.

"Alright, everyone, listen closely. Tonight, we make the Trojans pay."

Every soldier in the wooden horse listened to their captain with bated breath, determination in their eyes. Everyone knew what was coming, all thinking the same thing, "this is it, we either win with pride or die with honor."

Seeing their determination, Phainon continues, "Ten years of war, they killed us slowly, but tonight, we'll be the ones who slay."

He stands up and starts walking as he continues his speech, being careful with the trap door, "Think about your wives and your children, your families are wondering where you have been. They're growing old, and yet you're all still here."

"Do as I say, and you'll see them again!"

"Yes, sir!"

Phainon turned towards his soldiers, his gaze intense as he laid out the plan for one final time "Diomedes, you will lead the charge. Agamemnon will flank the guards. Menelaus, you will let everyone through the gates to takе over the city. Tеucer will shoot at any ambushing attacks. Little Ajax, you stay at the back." He paused, making eye contact with them all, his trust blatant in his gaze — making them feel the weight of their roles.

"Nestor, secure Helen and protect her with your life. Neo, avenge your father, kill the brothers of Hector!"

"Yes, sir!"

Getting more passionate, Phainon's voice began rising, "Find that inner strength now! Use that well of pride! Fight through every pain now! Ask yourself inside..."

"What do you live for?"

"What do you try for?"

"What do you wish for?"

"What do you fight for?"

As the torches get snuffed out one by one and darkness fills the room, every soldier in the room thinks of those important to them.

Phainon was no exception to this. He thought of the two most important people in his life. You, his wife, and son Caelus.

'[Name].. Caelus... I'm fighting for us. Just wait for me, my ray of moonlight, after tonight, I will be coming home.'

Taking a deep breath, he lets out a shout, "Attack!" And like clockwork, everyone in the Trojan Horse starts attacking the people of Troy who were living within the walls.

"What the-!? It was a trap!" One of the Troy soldiers shouted, before being slashed across the neck by Phainon, causing him to fall on his knees in agony, his shout having alerted the other Troy soldiers.

"Alert the others! The Greeks are here!"

"The gates have been opened!"

Screams erupted all around, but he didn't let that distract him from his goal. This war was going to end right here, right now.

Seeing one of the guards try to run up the castle stairs to flee, Phainon followed up in pursuit.

Not seeing the guard once he reached the balcony, Phainon swiftly looked around before ducking and raising his sword up in defence when he heard a fierce battle cry from behind him. The soldier he was chasing was pushing him towards the edge, planning on pushing him over. Phainon, however, didn't allow for this to happen, swiftly changing their positions and slicing the soldier's neck, making them fall down below.

Before he could catch his breath, Phainon felt a shocking sensation run through his body. Falling to his knees, all he can do is let out a startled cry of pain, "ARGH!" Gasping, Phainon tries to regain his breath, looking around to try and see what happened to him. "Who...Who was that?" 

All he hears is the sound of lightning and an eagle's cry in the distance, before a divine body emerged from the mist, making him gaze up. He didn't have to think much of who THEY were, for he had to be an idiot to not recognize THEM. It was none other than the king of the gods, Nanook.

All Phainon could do in that moment was gaze up in both awe and distress.

"A vision." THEY began speaking "Of what is to come. That cannot be outrun. That you can only deal with right here, right now."

Regaining his focus, Phainon asks THEM with furrowed brows, "Tell me how..."

"I don't think you're ready."

Nanook's body disperses from the mist before reappearing as the eagle from before, flying towards the top of the castle. Phainon, getting the message, quickly makes his way up the silent piliged palace, stopping only before a painting of the royal family: Prince Hector, Princess Andromache, and their son.

"A mission to kill someone's son. A foe who can't run. Unlike anyone you have faced before."

Getting tired of the belittlement and 'doubt' of the god Phainon, spoke up, "Say no more, I know that I'm ready."

"I don't think you're ready."

Slamming open the door of the tower, Phainon stops dead in his tracks. For he was expecting a fierce warrior ready to battle, and instead saw just a crib at the end of the room. He slowly approaches the cradle and peeks into it. "It's just an infant...It's just a boy..." He looks up at the THEM in barely concealed horror, "What sort of imminent threat does he pose that I can not avoid?"

THEY did not waste any time in explaining. "This is the son of none other than Troy's very own prince Hector. As he grows older, he'll be no boy but an avenger, one fumed with rage, ready to set your home ablaze."

"If you don't end him now, you'll have no one left to save. You can say goodbye to..."

As if to torment him, the god made him see you, holding your son in your arms, smiling up at him with the same look of love you always gave him. "You can say goodbye to..." And the next thing he knew, you were laying on the ground, blood pouring out as he stared with a haunted look in his eyes.

Shaking his head to get rid of the image of you like that, Phainon takes the baby in his arms. "I could raise him as my own!" "He will burn your house and throne."

"Or send him far away from home!" "He'll find you wherever you go."

"Make sure his past is never known!" "The gods will make it known."

Getting on both his knees, Phainon can only look up at THEM with a pleading look in his eyes, "I'm begging you, Nanook, please. Instead of taking his life, take mine. Please don't make me do this..."

"The blood on your hands is something you won't lose; all you can do is choose whose it will be. Will it be the infant in your arms, or your family's?" is the last thing THEY say before disappearing, leaving Phainon being left alone on his knees, still lost to turmoil with the unaware infant in his arms

There was something about this specific night when you just could not fall asleep. It just felt wrong to accept the embrace of slumber, though you had a feeling as though why this was.

You and your husband often joked about feeling what the other did. Whether it was joy or sorrow, the other could feel it from the other side of the globe if it came down to it.

You wonder now if it ever was a joke to either of you.

It had been a long and hard 10 years since he had been away. You watched your son grow up without his father, as he could only know about Phainon through the stories that you told him and the scrolls with his deeds, and the tapestry that hung all around the palace that he built for your family.

Your heart ached every night since he went away, and yet you had to stay strong, if not for yourself or the people, but for your darling son, who looks like him every day that passes.

Putting a shawl around your shoulders to protect yourself from the cold wind of the night, you gaze at the moon and its starry companions, making a prayer that you hope reaches him.

"Phainon, please make it home safe, my sunlight..."

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