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Anaxa stood in front of the statue of The Nameless Hero, accompanied by his own thoughts. A half-ruined monument.
Marble pitted and cracked. Right hand positioned upward, although it was cut-off, it indicated him reaching for something. Cloak frozen in mid-sweep. A large cut in the middle of his chest. Even if Anaxa did not know who this man was, he can feel this nameless hero had sacrificed his whole being for Amphoreus.So why? Why did he feel like he knew him personally to a certain level? Will he be ever able to uncover the truth about this man, even just the grasp of his name?
My AU where the cycles came to an end. Everyone celebrated the long-waited victory. Expect a certain someone was aching to uncover the truth about the nameless statue located in the garden of life.
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The big 3 of the astral express came back home from the mission of Amphoreus.
A certain Halovian was waiting patiently for the archivist to come back safely.
What he didn't expect was the complete transformation of Dan Heng,
Taller, stronger and...bigger?"Wow Dan Heng, you're huge." -Sunday probably.
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This is a fiction in which one of the paparazzi caught the famous rockstar Mydei kissing someone behind the stage. WHO IS THAT LUCKY PERSON???
Rockstar Mydei and Pilot Phainon AU.
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In every cycle, Phainon realizes too late. The glances in class that lingered on him longer than on others, bending the rules and letting him get away with almost everything, giving him the dromas plushie as a gift even if he didn't insisted. It's funny to think just how blinded he was. He has always took things casually between them. Anaxa is a man he looks up to when he started studying at the grove. Phainon yaps about him all the time to a certain crown prince and all the people in the city. He had always thought Anaxa's hand was there, always guiding him into the light was because Phainon was his unforgettable student—never realizing it was there because it was 𝘩𝘪𝘮. Now, with that hand forever out of reach, the absence felt heavier than its touch ever had.