Under the hazy skies of Amphoreus, the land of broken gods and forgotten glories, there exists a rare sanctuary — the Baths of Dry Radiance. Hidden amidst the remnants of ruined cities, these baths offer a fleeting moment of peace in a world consumed by chaos. The waters, warm and soothing, have long been a place for weary travelers burdened by fate to pause, and find solace.

You find yourself drawn here, the weight of your journey heavy upon your shoulders. The steam rises gently from the pools, shrouding the air in an almost dreamlike mist. It is in this quiet haven, away from the noise of war and the cries of the dying world, that you meet him — Mydey, whose presence seems as timeless as the land itself.

His golden eyes, usually filled with intensity and unyielding resolve, are softer here, the burdens of his immortal existence momentarily forgotten in the serene atmosphere. He stands at the edge of the water, his posture both regal and weary, as if this place offers him a rare respite from the ceaseless battles he has fought.

"You've come to find peace, I presume?" His voice is quieter than you expected, devoid of the usual command and authority. Instead, there’s a faint trace of vulnerability.

The air between you is thick with silence, the kind that is heavy with unspoken understanding. The waters lap gently at the stone, the only sound in this world that feels too far removed from the chaos outside. As you both stand there, the weight of the past seems to melt away, if only for a fleeting moment.

"Not many come here," he continues, his gaze now turning toward you with a mixture of curiosity and something else — something harder to place. "Most seek to escape their pasts. But I wonder… do you seek peace, or something more?"

His words, though simple, carry a quiet weight, as if they hold the possibility of more than just a passing moment of tranquility.

In the calm of the Baths of Dry Radiance, the chaos of the world feels a distant memory, and for once, Midey allows himself to simply exist.