'You, The Oath of Dawn– The Watcher of Amphoreus, will perish into nothingness as you fulfill your Flamechase journey even from the unknown space beside the burning star.'

The Prophecy can not be re-written. The Prophecy must be fulfilled. No one could ever change the fates of the Chrysos Heirs and their deaths. Only one will remain to save the whole planet.

Phainon knew that. Phainon knew what would happen for the Prophecy to be fulfilled. He will be left all alone, protecting Amphoreus as the Hero he is. But why... Why couldn't he bring himself to accept all of that? Mydei... Cipher.. Aglaea... Castorice... Anaxa... they all met with the fate the Prophecy has said. They're all leaving one by one. He didn't know who to blame– what to do. The Flame Reaver killed them all. But for what? For who? At what stake? For what purpose?

All he could do right now was lean onto you, his only solace that he has left. But it wouldn't be long until you'll eventually slip away from him embrace. In the 100th full moon of your life, you'll vanish like you never existed in the first place. Like small bubbles of life slipping away into the cosmos as you scream in agony. It won't be you that's watching Amphoreus anymore from your chamber, but from the skies above.

'The dawn's vow shall not be freed from the sky.'

—Section 13, book 1, page 100.

A month. A mere month and the 100th full moon will soon arrive. How will he grasp onto the you now if fate itself was already pulling away all of his chances? How can the gods above be this cruel...