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    Prince Mydeimos of Castrumn Kremnos and Khaslana of Aedes Elysiae.

    Two figures that classicists debated over for centuries.

    Partners in crime. Heroes in the Elysian war. Bound by loyalty…

    …or something that history refused to name.

    Just like Patroclus and Achillies.

    Just like Alexander and Hephaestion.

    And just like Gilgamesh and Enkidu.

    They learned about the prince and his knight in Professor Anaxagoras’ “Classic Amphorean History and its Heroes” class. Mydei loved the class because it taught him more about his Kremnoan heritage, and Phainon loved the class because it had Mydei.
    He would do anything for Mydei. Even if it was helping him translate a strange, ancient book written entirely in the dead language.
    Even if it was accidentally resurrecting the two heroes for a night.

    He had known he loved Mydei long before the night they accidentally brought Mydeimos and Khaslana back to life momentarily.

    What he had not known was how much the past would reflect the present, how dangerous it was to see yourself in a story that ended tragically, or how attractive his roommate would look in ancient Kremnoan garments (or rather, the lack-thereof.)

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    18 Jun 2026

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    Mydei doesn't think much of it when his class is one minute late.

    But as the clock on his wall ticks away, signalling that now—after losing himself in deep thought over how to handle today's lesson—it's currently ten past the hour, he finally starts getting suspicious. It's normal for classes to overrun on occasion, gods, even he's even done it before. However, it's an entirely different thing when it's this much time that's gone by without any prior notice. Mydei pushes his glasses back up onto the bridge of his nose, as they've gradually slid down while he was staring at the worksheets on his desk.

    He sighs, glancing at the clock once again. Two more minutes, he promises himself, and then he'll go figure out where the hells his class has disappeared off to.

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    17 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 69

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    “These…” she blinked slowly. “Aren’t so bad?”

    Phainon stared at her with dead eyes.

    “They’re not!” Cyrene assured him. “It could always be worse, you know. Peri in my class just has a ‘hi’ on her arm. Imagine trying to find a soulmate when their first words to you are ‘hi’? Yours are very…” she squinted at Phainon’s neck. “Original.”

    ’Original?’” Phainon repeated, bafflement clear in his voice. “There’s nothing original about them. My soulmate just hates me.”

    or a phaidei meet cute soulmate au.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    After Amphoreus finally becomes a real world, Phainon hides himself away in a collapsing building outside Okhema, his body failing under infection and exhaustion while his mind refuses to stop replaying every death he has caused across thirty-three million cycles. He expects to be forgotten in silence—but Mydei finds him, alive and breaking, and refuses to let him disappear.

    or Phainon tries to die quietly after the loops end, but Mydei refuses to let him become another casualty of them.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    "So... I dare you—no, I double dare you to tell me what it is you want most right now. Anything at all; don't be shy!"

    Something he wanted?

    It was a fruitless question. No matter how hard Khaslana searched within, he couldn't find a single wish spawned from his own desire. However, as an old friend, the swordsman supposed... he could humour her with a simple confession.

    "I... just want to rest."

    After everything, Khaslana chooses to 'live' in solitude, but the Chrysos Heirs now harbour a different wish for him to fulfil.

    Having now outlived his purpose, he decides to grant them their newest prayers, eventually.

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