#leonnius

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Slinking through the shadows of the woodland, Mydei considered his plan. Without his flare and ship, the situation has taken a turn for the worse. He can't guarantee Amphoreous will have technology developed enough to facilitate space travel. There were no other planets in the system, and if the Memokeeper was right, Mydei was the first and only being to ever enter Amphoreous. In fact, there was a high chance he would have to deal with a language barrier. He shuddered at the memories. Those first few months where he didn't know what was going on... he could only hope these people spoke a language he knew, however unlikely that was.

"Do you think Krateros will be upset if we brought back a Noontide Lion?"

"Is water wet?"

"I mean-"

"Don't even start."

Voices whispered up through the silence, and Mydei slipped behind a tree, his Mark buzzing under his skin. Some form of vocal sapient life was nearby. At least two, though from the footsteps likely more. They spoke a registered language, but whether they understood Synesthesia common or was another thing entirely.

Sneaking closer, Mydei confirmed a visual. Five humans - why is it always humans? - who looked around his age, dressed in light airy cloth in various shades of white and blue, alongside bronze armoring. Vastly different to Mydeimos' sleek gunmetal bodysuit, padded and armored as much as he could afford, and embossed with runes that repaired the material for him when it was inevitably damaged. The same runes that had been burned into his skin.

That was the worst part of dying, it always brought him back to times he didn't want to remember. It was never the memories he wanted to recall that came back. He followed the five men through the forest. They moved like soldiers, yet spoke like brothers. Comrades in arms, in ways that Mydei couldn't say he was familiar with. The last time he crossed paths with a fellow Galaxy Ranger was... huh. He couldn't remember. he knew he met someone after leaving his mentor's side.... He growled, loud enough that the man at the back of the group jumped, and Mydei quickly ducked behind his tree. It seems like that Memokeeper got back at him after all.

"Hey guys. Did anyone else hear that?" the man he startled whisper-shouted. He could hear rustling from the brush underfoot as one of the men shifted.

"If you heard something we should be on guard. It could be anything from a stray Titankin to the Black Tide." one of the other voices reasoned, and Mydei could hear them all shift their grips on their weapons. That wouldn't be good for him. He would have to fall further back in his tailing. Once they were clear of the forest and nearer to civilisation, he would be able to leave them be and continue on his own. He needed to find a good landmark to hide his combat suit as well. He didn't know how the people of Amphoreous would react to a stranger from the stars in their lands. It was better to go incognito than risk being hunted. It would interfere with his mission. Find what the Garden of Recollection was looking for and either take it for himself, or destroy it before they could get to it. They walked for another half hour or so. The men continued their idle chatter, though pausing every once in a while to listen out for threats. Cute, but Mydeimos had training to stop himself from making noise while walking no matter the terrain, and his boots were made especially for the act. "Hey guys I'm taking a piss break. Can we take five?" one of them interrupted, inching off to wander into the forest. Mydei silently huffed to himself. "Stay close, you don't know what's in there," warned the reasonable one. He was cautious, and the most likely to be the group leader. "Yeah don't get caught with your pants down!" crowed the thinner blonde. He immediately fell onto the ground, stretching out leisurely. The least physically able of the five then. Especially since the one who had obvious medical supplies - and dark blue hair, curious - hanging from their pack immediately went to checking on him, and scolding him when it seemed everything was fine. "I'll have snacks ready for when you return," hummed the quiet one, who took out a string instrument from their pack and began tuning it. A musician then. He would be popular for moral in that larger army they spoke of. "The Detachment". Mydei shifted down into the underbrush, crouching low and under a couple ferns so he could stay hidden, should any of the men look towards him. It shouldn't take the energetic one much time to return to the group. He wandered far enough to be out of sight and he couldn't be heard over the chatter of the group, but considering his earlier comment on hearing Mydei's growl, he should be cautious enough to stay close to the camp. And since he left camp on the opposite side from where Mydei was watching, there was no risk of them crossing paths-

The icy tip of a spear rested lightly on his jugular vein with just enough pressure to warn against moving. "Well, you're not a titankin," remarked the energetic one from behind him, where he stood pointing his spear directly at Mydei's throat. Mydei however, was furious. He had just come back from death Lan knows how many times. However this sly bastard got behind him was irrelevant right now. This conniving mongrel thought he could pin him down, threaten his life. The last time someone tried such a farce, their blood and guts coated his claws. This time would be no different. He was The Solitary Lion, Mydeimos the Undying, from the planet that does not exist. He will never go down without a fight. He whipped around with a snarl, all sense of hiding torn away like his claws tore through the man's hand. Flinching, the man hissed and backed off, cradling his injured hand and more importantly dropping the weapon. Mydei did not give him a chance to recover. Launching himself to his feet, Mydei charged the man, claws poised to pierce his throat. The man... slide away from him? Mydei twisted around as the man outpaced him, and retreated back towards his comrades, who had quickly taken up their won weapons. Spears and shields. Troublesome, but it would take much more than primitive weaponry to take him down.

Mydei immediately lunged for the weakest of the five. He would let the wound fester on the fast one's hand before dealing with him. Grasping his target's spear in hand, he yanked it out of his opponents grip and tossed it away before clawing for his throat. Once again, his opponent was fast enough to stop his attack, instead bringing up his shield to deflect the blow. Mydei's claws were sharper than simple bronze, and sunk deep into the metal. It gave him just enough purchase to attempt to rip it straight from his opponent's ha- Not there! Mydei twisted again, bringing his free gauntlet up to block and deflect the spear aiming for his back. The musician quickly backstepped before Mydei could repeat the same maneouver twice. All of them were trained well, Mydei noted with a displeased hiss.

It didn't matter. He was better.

Mydei ducked from the medic's slash and ripped the shield from the weaker person's arm before he could leverage the openings his friends were trying to create for him. The leather straps snapped but it didn't matter, his suit could magnetise. The shield snapped onto his right forearm, which he then brought up to bash against the quick one's strike. It seems he wasn't as out of the fight as Mydei had hoped. Dammit. Shoving the weak one away, Mydei quickly escaped his perilous postion over the fallen one's body, giving him a quick stomp on the chest for good measure. That should keep him down. Unfortunately, his friends made sure he didn't have the chance to slit the fallen one's throat, as they leveraged the additional reach their spears gave them to force him away from multiple angles.

Mydei circled around the clearing, and his enemies followed his position with practiced ease, their formation never wavering. Mydei smirked as he saw the one he knocked down was struggling to move, let alone get up from the ground. Good, one less threat to deal with. This time, Mydei lunged for the musician. Inevitable his friends moved to block his advance, but that wasn't his goal. Instead of attacking, Mydei shoved off the defense and pivoted, instead striking the quick one from his elbow all the way to his shoulder, taking off part of the ear with his pass. Golden - ? - blood poured from the wounds and his friends immediately panicked. Brilliant. Mydei siezed his newly created opening, lashing out at the musician with a kick as his spun to attack the medic, who was now out of position. The leader attempted to defend for his friend, but Mydei simply batted away the spear with his stolen shield and raked his claws over the medic's chest. The man managed to backstep away from most of the damage, but crimson still poured out and stained his white robes. "Hephaestion!" the cry came from the leader. A name or a command, he couldn't be sure, but they coudn't stop him no matter what it was. Pursuing the medic's retreat, Mydei raised his claws to continue his assault-

BAM! Two bodies slammed into him, knocking him square off his feet and onto his stomach, right in front of the musician. The tackle prevented him from twisting around, and before he could buck the additional weight off him he felt pressure on his spine. Sharp, pointed pressure.

He froze, and the two soldiers that had tackled him got up and off his back. He couldn't move. They ripped the shield from his arm. He couldn't move. A sandle planted itself by his hips, the other over his shoulder by his neck. He couldn't move. "You stopped trying to attack me when Peucesta aimed for your back, right here." the pressure increased and Mydei's breath hitched, his pulse jackrabbiting in his ear. "This is a weak spot, isn't it?" the man on his back asked, and Mydei bit back a whine. Anywhere but there. He tried to shift, roll, anything to get this man away from his weakpoint, and this time the spear pierced skin. This time he couldn't hold back the sharp yelp that escaped, and he immediately froze before the man decided to put the spear deeper in. "Knew it," his enemy huffed.

"He doesn't look Aidonian, or Okheman for that matter." the leader muttered, moving to stand in front of Mydei to peer down at his face. Mydei bared is teeth in a snarl back, but didn't shift another muscle in case the one on his back got any ideas.

"That armor doesn't even look real." one of the men muttered.

"Those claws don't feel Mountain Dweller made, but they're definitely sharp enough for it," the quick one remarked, before hissing in pain. Careful admonishments accompanied the noise, and Mydei huffed. Were they already treating their wounds? Sure, he wasn't in a position to stop them, but it was deeply insulting.

"Who sent you?" the man on his back hissed. There was a rattle to his voice. This was the man he had first knocked down, the physically weakest of the five. Humiliating

"No one." Mydei huffed, claws flexing before the spear in his back shifted and forced him to still again. There had to be a way to get this man off his back without risking his weak point.

"I don't believe you." the man hissed and Mydei held back the urge to growl again. "I have no reason to lie." he snapped back. These five didn't seem too important. He rested his chin back on the ground and hissed out "I didn't exactly plan to crash land on this planet the way I did." "What did you say?" the leader startled, before stepping closer and crouching down, clear interest shining in his eyes. Mydei growled again. "I said I am not from this planet, Amphoreous, or whatever you call it. I am from beyond the stars." If the truth would let him keep his life, then so be it.

"Nice try-" the man on his back snickered before he was cut off

"I believe him."

"Wha- Ptolemy!" the man on his back cried out to his companion. Another name, this one much easier to place than the last two.

Ptolemy gestured down to Mydei, "Look at his armor, have we seen or heard about anything like it in all of Amphoreous?" he asked, a clearly rhetorical question.

"Then how does he speak Kremnoan?" the man on his back seemed like the kind who didn't understand rhetorical questions.

"I don't. It's called a Synesthesia beacon. It is an implant that automatically translated languages. Your language must already be registered within the beacon. It seems my beacon has been translating my words into your common tongue." Mydei huffed. It was strange that this 'Kremnoan' language was already registered, but languages could have similar meaning and sounds. He supposed it was just a matter of time until two languages were alike.

"Why were you following us?" the quick one asked as he walking into Mydei's line of sight. the man's arm and hand have already been bandaged, that was quick. Their medic wasn't to be underestimated.

"I needed a way out of this forest and towards civilisation. You five were just the first locals I've seen." Mydei explained and tapped a claw on the ground. No reaction.

"I'm honoured," the quick one drawled. He was elbowed by Ptolemy.

"Then why did you attack us?" the leader asked next. Mydei gave the man his sharpest of glares. What a stupid question to ask.

"Because one of you decided to threaten my life with a spear at my neck and I have dealt with enough death in that bullshit ocean. Contrary to popular belief, dying is a miserable experience." he huffed and shifted in place, curling his claws under his body. Unlike before, the man on his back didn't threaten him with the spear. Progress.

The men around him winced.

"Alright that's fair. Sorry about that," the man on his back chuckled and- did he just?

Mydei froze, before shifting his weight to his left side. The spear didn't follow him. He rolled over fully, and no sharp points pierced his spine and dragged him into Yaoshi's embrace. He sat up, and no one tried to stop him. The man that had been on his back was now standing off to the side with a hand on his ribs and his spear held lax at his side. Why did they just- he was trying to kill them before.

"You're letting me go?" he asked before he could think the better of it. The weakened man gave Mydei a lopsided grin as the medic walked over to help brace his ribs. Ptolemy shook his head but did nothing to stop his friends. The quick one chuckled

The quick one chuckled, "I mean we started it. Besides six eyes are better than five for finding a way out."

Mydei gave that sentence a once over. Did they- we're they just wandering aimlessly?

"You... you don't know the way out of the forest?" he double checked. All he recieved was five identical looks of sheepish embarrassment.

Mydei groaned. Nothing on this stupid planet was working out in his favour. "Mongrels the lot of you," he hissed. These men were going to be the death of him in more ways than one.

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The scene breaks are actually morse code!

Red text is from Irontomb

Mydei reads as a virus because he's a galaxy ranger. Irontomb does not like him because they killed Zuno, another Lord Ravager

Mydei has his Galaxy Ranger bullet but no gun

Mydei coughs up Dafodills because they mean death and rebirth

Mydei was abducted from his planet before it was destroyed by the antimatter legion by the Denzins of Abundance, where he was later experimented on and blessed by Yaoshi. When he died a lot flowers bloom in his body. He was later rescued by a Galaxy Ranger, who became his mentor

Some Cremators from the Garden of Recollection destroyed the memories of his planet, which is why Mydei hates the garden and why he is called "Mydeimos from the planet that does not exist". He can't remember his homeland but he knows the memories are missing.

Mydei runs into Argenti quite literally everywhere. This isn't relevant for this oneshot but I just wanted to mention it. Talon will never leave Gabe alone.

The galaxy ranger Mydei had met before was Rappa. He's met Boothill as well but Rappa was the most recent one.

The memokeeper he interrogated deleted the memories from him as payback.

Mydei was present for Penacony but left soon after. It was at Penacony that he interrogated that memokeeper, but then headed straight for Amphoreous.

Irontomb crashed Mydei's ship to restrict his resources.

Leonnius is a Chrysos Heir because I thought it'd be cool. He's the only one out of the five

Yes they were wandering without knowing how to get out of the forest

They were communicating in sign after Leonnius heard Mydei. They planned for Leonnius to check out what was stalking them. It was also why they were chatting loudly in camp, to hide the sounds of Leonnius sneaking up on Mydei.

Mydei's weakpoint is still a guaranteed kill, but as an outsider he can't really die in Amphoreous. The Simulation is just mimicking it.

Khaslana is aware that Mydei is on Amphoreous, as is the Black Tide.

Mydei hasn't unlocked HKS but Mongrel is close enough

Mydei's Synesthesia beacon is only translating what he's hearing, the people of Amphoreous just have an auto one for other languages.