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au where everytime phainon take a step in amphoreus, flowers grow near his feet.
phainon could not walk in amphoreus' soil.
everytime he does he does, traces of his presence linger. every step, every falfer, every hesitation, and then finally, cowardice- it was all imprinted in her soil.
in the form of patches of flowers, scent swaying with the breeze that softly brushes his skin.
he could not see why or how his mere presence could have done this. he's the deliverer, and he has ushered in era nova. the cost of that is his humanity. him, a hero who does not deem himself worthy of a name.
(oh my love, why must your hope shatter mine like this?
the shining beacon, the blazing sun. he had been so bright, so pure.
who dares to set the blazing sun in paradise?)
ah, but the sun sets in paradise too. it is only natural. the sun is allowed to set, and it does not have to mean death.
phainon is allowed to set, not as the blazing sun, but a hero who had chosen to bear the world.
his world had never been that cave of darkness, limited to only feel warmth from an artificial fire. that cave had never been a world, it simply is just a cave, a cage meant to keep them blinded to the light of the sun.
his world is wide, with fields of golden wheat and a clear lake. his world is a bright pink haired girl who loves to read him romantic stories, giving them a happy ending so as to not make him sad. a white haired woman who gives him soft kisses on the forehead. a blue eyed man teaching him how to cut wood. his world is a bright village caring for all the children within.
his world is aedes elysiae, the chrysos heir.
mydeimos.
....
so, for flowers to grow from him. flowers, who was fed water and nutrients from amphoreus itself, now seeks the golden sun to grow.
he was blinded with the darkness so he would not realize it.
au where everytime phainon take a step in amphoreus, flowers grow near his feet.
phainon could not walk in amphoreus' soil.
everytime he does he does, traces of his presence linger. every step, every falfer, every hesitation, and then finally, cowardice- it was all imprinted in her soil.
in the form of patches of flowers, scent swaying with the breeze that softly brushes his skin.
he could not see why or how his mere presence could have done this. he's the deliverer, and he has ushered in era nova. the cost of that is his humanity. him, a hero who does not deem himself worthy of a name.
(oh my love, why must your hope shatter mine like this?
the shining beacon, the blazing sun. he had been so bright, so pure.
who dares to set the blazing sun in paradise?)
ah, but the sun sets in paradise too. it is only natural. the sun is allowed to set, and it does not have to mean death.
phainon is allowed to set, not as the blazing sun, but a hero who had chosen to bear the world.
his world had never been that cave of darkness, limited to only feel warmth from an artificial fire. that cave had never been a world, it simply is just a cave, a cage meant to keep them blinded to the light of the sun.
his world is wide, with fields of golden wheat and a clear lake. his world is a bright pink haired girl who loves to read him romantic stories, giving them a happy ending so as to not make him sad. a white haired woman who gives him soft kisses on the forehead. a blue eyed man teaching him how to cut wood. his world is a bright village caring for all the children within.
his world is aedes elysiae, the chrysos heir.
mydeimos.
....
so, for flowers to grow from him. flowers, who was fed water and nutrients from amphoreus itself, now seeks the golden sun to grow.
he was blinded with the darkness so he would not realize it.
Wikihow how do I erase my memory after seeing a marvelously hurtful fanart without having to repeatedly bashing my head with a pan from pain said fanart caused me
[Honkai: Star Rail] Phainon transparent render from his lightcone
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Just so y'all know this was the original concept post for Light in Starless Sky i wrote in the middle of the night over a week ago (with several changes).
Tired brain: post amphoreus fic where after deactivating Irontomb and anchoring Amphoreus, rather than sealing himself away, Khaslana choses to turn Anaxagoras' prediction into reality, by splitting the millions of resets worth of Coreflames between their respective Chrysos Heirs, truly turning them into gods (Emanators) of their respective aspects.
This has the unintended consequence of giving everyone's memories back (Coreflames containing the memory data of their respective bearers) and just all the heirs being actually horrified by what Khaslana had put himself through (because regardless of the experiences between Phainon and Khaslana being wildly different it was so very clear that they were always one and the same by the end) and Cyrene having to properly explain things and where the fuck they are (in Path Space) and what will happen when they walk back into Amphoreus.
Khaslana is not with her. And they all notice this. Mydei in particular knowing full well the amount of self loathing Phainon is putting himself through and he is going to go drag him back from wherever he holed himself up in.
He's on the Express hiding and being given therapy. But Caelus was going to always drag him back onto Amphoreus at some point, what with Cyrene's Mem fragment nagging in the back of his head to bring Phainon back or she's gonna bring Mydei to him.
(In the end it is CIPHER who drags Mydei onto the Express once she managed to pull off her speed tunnling that she had in several of the timelines prior. Much to Pom's annoyance and Phainon's panic. Then the Express gets asked to keep them both off world for a while bc Amphoreus doesn't exactly need two Destruction aligned gods on it while it undergoes its new growing pains. Then Cipher herself vanishes off for her own travels, finally free from fate to do as she wishes (I'm sorry I love Cipher she deserves so much).)
Anyways the last chapter of the fic will get posted tonight uwu. A little bit more shared angst and mydei being oddly chatty.
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