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  1. Public Bookmark 98

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    Phainon hates that Mydei gets away with everything he does: skipping class, bleaching his hair; turning Phainon’s life into a mess. Hates that he can’t help but lust after him in spite of it all, replaying his honeyed accent curling the vowels in his voice when he says Deliverer, and imagining him saying Phainon the very same way, low and tentative beneath him, and Phainon knows he’s fucked.

    There's six whole months of this left until graduation, if his heart hasn’t exploded by then. Six months of pretending he hasn't thought of licking the blood off Mydei’s naked foot before biting another wound into it, wondering which colors his teeth would carve onto tanned skin — six months of pretending Phainon is normal; that he’s good.

     

    Or: Mydei transfers to Era Chrysea Uni in the middle of the semester. Phainon is good until he isn't.

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    18 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 64

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    “Phainon, are you…” Mydei doesn’t finish the question, but Phainon still looks up at him as he runs his hand at the back of his head with a laugh.

    “Haha, sorry, I forgot it was coming,” Phainon tells Mydei.

    Yeah, he is in a rut.

    best friends always help each other, no matter what. even when one of them is going through a heat. or a rut…

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    17 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 87

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    “You—you grabbed my collar, and it—” Phainon breaks off.

    Mydei lifts one hand from Phainon’s hip and slips two fingers beneath Phainon’s collar. “Like this?” He tugs once, twice.

    The sound Phainon makes is obscene.

    When Phainon won't stay focused in the agora, Mydei grabs his collar to help direct his attention, to interesting results.

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    16 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 77

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    Mydei steps closer to where the Deliverer is sitting and asks loudly, “What do you want?”
    “Want?”
    “For Valet-Valentine’s Day.” The word is still hard to pronounce on his tongue. “Is there anything you want other than chocolate?”
    Phainon looks at him, mouth open and eyes glazed, "I guess if I have to pick something other than chocolates, can I have you?”
    “I can arrange for it.”
    Next to them, Castorice lets out an inhumane shriek Mydei chooses not to address.

    Or, Have you ever asked your rival-slash-friend-slash-crush what they want for Valentine's day and they answered "you"? No? Guess it's just Mydei... And he's not one to joke around about such things.

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    15 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 90

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    ἀνάγκη (anánkē)
    necessity, fate, or compulsion.

    The Kremnoan detachment was far away fighting Titankin. Phainon was sent to deliver a message to Mydei, but as he traveled towards Aidonia, he met a blizzard and was rescued instead. In Mydei’s tent, Phainon recovered but his shame at having to be rescued made him want to go back to Okhema immediately to complete his mission. However, Mydeimos insisted they push forward to Ladon.

    Phainon breathed. Something in him shivered. It was not the cold. Ladon was not cold.

    Mydeimos breathed next to him. Phainon wondered if he slept. He closed his eyes, opened them again.

    “If you want something, say it,” Mydeimos said out loud abruptly.

    Phainon remained silent except for the breaths he let out.

    Then, they both turned to look at each other. Mydei’s gaze pulled like a golden tide and Phainon gladly allowed himself to be swallowed.

    This is a myphai fic.

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    12 Feb 2026

  6. Public Bookmark 45

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    "Excuse me," Mydei replies with a deep softness that sits heavy in Phainon's chest, "are you asking me to stop?"

    Phainon blinks. He can't believe his ears.

    "Stop?" A chuckle falls from his parted lips. "Oh, Mydeimos, I believe we've only just begun."

    Mydei smiles, a true, beautiful thing, and cups Phainon's chin. "Do you want me to lead, or would you prefer it if I kept following?"

    Swallowing thickly, Phainon tangled his fingers in the small hairs on Mydei's neck and murmured against his lips. "I want whatever you are willing to give to me. Anything."

    "Then," Mydei rumbled and pressed their lips together firmly this time, "let us continue our dance without the watchful eye of allies and enemies alike."

    Phainon nods minutely. "Lead the way."

    OR

    A special "nighttime" gala that is held only once every century commences. Phainon is determined to to confess his feelings to a certain Kremnoan prince. It's all a game, their usual back and forth, until it isn't, and both of them find themselves in far deeper than they could have imagined.

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    11 Feb 2026

  7. Public Bookmark 63

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    Flying made Phainon forget, sometimes. With his hands on the controls and his gaze upon the wide blue sky, he could temporarily let go of that world he left behind. There was no Aquila here, not in reality at least, and nothing but the weather could stall—never stop—him from soaring through the skies.

    If not flying, there was…

    “Phainon.”

    Mydeimos. His Mydeimos who has never changed, not even once, in all those lifetimes that Phainon knew him.

    On the nights when Phainon's sleep is disturbed by nightmares, Mydeimos saves him with his words like always.

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    08 Feb 2026

  8. Public Bookmark 75

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    In 33,550,337 cycles, Mydeimos the Undying can count the number of peaceful lifetimes he’s had on his fingers. Prolonged quietude is a foreign concept to the son of Strife, and it does not come as a surprise to him that nightmares continue to frequent his slumber, even within this tranquil Eternal Page. But the ones that have been tormenting him recently are particularly vivid. Because he had seen the scene playing out before him in reality—

    —of Phainon’s body shattering into millions of pieces, an image accompanied by the notion that they, the heroes, could only answer his suffering with more pain, that death was his only possible escape, that none of them could not even hold him and bring him solace in his final moments.

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    Dreams of Phainon's death still haunt Mydei on many nights.

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    08 Feb 2026

  9. Public Bookmark 93

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    Phainon gets some comfort after it's all over. Takes place after the 3.7 ending in the Eternal Page.

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    08 Feb 2026

  10. Public Bookmark 92

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    In Okhema, it was well known that Phainon and Mydeimos of the Chrysos Heirs would spend more time competing with each other than not. It was a routine that every citizen had witnessed at least once since the Crown Prince of Kremnos had joined the Flame Chase War and a fact they had all grown accustomed to. To the prople of Okhema, it was just two alphas fighting for dominance.

    To Mydei though, it was his way of proving to Phainon that he was strong enough to be a prospective mate. In Castrum Kremnos, strength was favored above all else and with having been raised on the battlefield, strength was all he knew.

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    08 Feb 2026

  11. Public Bookmark *

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    No one really knows how Mydei's curse works. Are his deaths numbered, like a cat with nine lives? Each time Mydei dies is to cast an unknown die, to place his trust in the Fates that he will come back.

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    Stuck in a trap, Phainon listens to Mydei die over and over again. It changes some things.

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    08 Feb 2026

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    Mydei wordlessly lifts his hand, palm up.

    Without missing a beat, Phainon leans in and places his chin gently in the offered palm, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Like he’s some overgrown dog.

    It’s funny how far Phainon has to lean down to place his face on Mydei’s palm like this.

    Mydei has never had a dog, but it feels like he has an emotional support dog for when the days are rough.

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    08 Feb 2026

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    The god-king had forgotten many sensations during his long battle against the black tide, but he had clung tightly to his memories of Phainon—memories of his smiles, his warmth, the sheen of his pearly skin, the contour of his muscles, all a reflection of his vitality.

    Now, the body he knew so well is ashen and broken, speaking silently of an eternity of torment, even though its owner attempts to veil the weight of that suffering behind a distant gaze.

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    Phainon's skin may burn to the touch, but Mydei will never let go of him.

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    08 Feb 2026

  14. Public Bookmark 99

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    Phainon is so beautiful when he cries.

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    08 Feb 2026

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    When he returns, Phainon is aglow in a warm orange from the light of a newly made campfire, his sword leaned against the wall beside him and his jacket draped over his crossed legs as he prods at a spot on his left side.

    Mydei pauses for all of a second before he stomps over, scowling. “You said you were fine.”

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    08 Feb 2026

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    At first, there’s the constant pain of burning up from the inside.

    And then there’s nothing.

    Did he die? Is he finally free?

    >>> NEW_ELECTRICAL_SIGNAL_DETECTED
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    > Subject “PoleMos600” has entered.

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    07 Feb 2026

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    “So, why’d you take me here?”

    “I don’t know, Mydei. How have you have doing all these years? We haven’t seen each other since—”

    “You left for the Grove. Without ever mentioning it.”

    “And you drove off without saying goodbye. Didn’t even bother to write to me like you promised.”

    Fifteen years is a long time to be haunted by an old friend. For Mydei, that’s half of his life being consumed by memories of what once was and what could have been.

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    06 Feb 2026

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    “You accepted my proposal. We made a verbal contract.” Mydei unfolded his arms as his chest began to heave. “You drank my liquor and said you would have me!”

    There was a distinct ringing in Phainon’s ears that seemed to be the sound of his brain rattling loose in his skull. What in Kephale’s name was that last bit? They had drunk together only the once, more than a year ago.

    And actually, for that matter, what the hell was that first bit?

    Phainon is somehow the last to learn that he's engaged to Mydei.

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    05 Feb 2026

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    Phainon’s throat bobs under his scrutiny. Once. Twice. He immediately tries to disguise it with a cough, pointedly breaking off eye contact, but Mydei knows him far better than that. Huh. That’s new.

    Or, Phainon is down horrendous. So is Mydei, but he's ever so slightly better at hiding it.

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    02 Feb 2026

  20. Public Bookmark 65

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    Mydei’s hand was beautiful.

    Not a single jagged fingernail, no callus in sight. And very warm—startlingly so, against Phainon’s own rougher grip. It was a very stark difference, in fact, it even left him slightly unsettled, feeling like he was holding something he had no right to.

    “...You can let go now. My hand is fine.” Mydei said evenly.

    Phainon didn't want to. If anything, he wanted to hold both of them, tuck them between his own, gently trace his thumb across his knuckles—maybe even kiss them—

    “Deliverer?”

    “Your hand is… really pretty.”

    Or: Mydei’s hands are the key that unlocks Phainon to come to terms/realise his feelings.

     

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    02 Feb 2026

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