RainofApril
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"So you really did sneak in after all, Mydei. I don't know about anywhere else, but that conspicuous physique of yours is bound to be noticed in Marmoreal Palace."
Should be a decent ice-breaker, Phainon figured.
He didn't get to take a good look at his overall condition, but the prince seemed relatively unruffled, if his composure was anything to judge by. However, unruffled never inherently meant unscathed.
Mydei's face remained impassive, almost as if he had expected to run into him.
"Is there something you need?" he asked flatly.
Phainon suppressed a noise.
He couldn't believe this guy.
When Mydei takes a hit intended for him, Phainon finds himself increasingly preoccupied with the one opponent he can't quite figure out.
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13 Mar 2026
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This disease, it tastes like bloody petals. It tastes like spires in his heart and daggers in his throat. It tastes like a love he despises himself for holding.
And yet the man he suffers this love for is the sun, and so the flowers grow, and grow.
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Canon compliant (as best I can before 1.3 anyways) with a side of Hanahaki
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25 Aug 2023