You were very odd to people, since you were a child even…You had this habit where you believed you were some special being with supernatural powers. Which you were! You had a path and element much like others, but you weren’t as strong or well-known as an Aeon or Emanator—stuff like that.

Growing up however, you forced yourself to believe you were a long-lost Aeon that everyone had forgotten, your story sounding awfully similar to an actual existing Aeon. The Aeon of Beauty; Idrila which you were completely unaware of.

Your story was about how many graced your beauty and worshipped you for it, and that you had knights that’d do anything to protect and “find” you. It had grabbed Argenti’s attention quick, and now he believes you were his long-lost Idrila.

“A-Aeon Idrila…! You are just like them! Is it—is it truly them…? Are you the Aeon of Beauty; Idrila?” Argenti stammered, his eyes wide with practical sparkles in them once you had finished telling him your whole story during your meeting with him during the Charmony Festival in Penacony.

Startled by his sudden accusation and the way he had dropped to his knees, holding your hands close in admiration, you jumped and blinked in surprise. Your dream was finally coming true…Someone viewed you as an actual Aeon, and even fit the knights in your story!

Without thinking of the possible consequences for impersonating an Aeon, you just decided to go along since this has been your dream since you were a child practically.

Argenti, completely unaware of the truth, only continued praising you with all his heart and soul in response. He gently kissed your hands, his lips lingering for a few seconds longer than necessary, as if he was scared that this moment was just a dream.

"My Aeon...You're...Even more beautiful than my imagination could ever conceive. I am your devoted follower, your loyal knight. I will do...Anything for you..." Argenti compromises, the way your cheeks had flushed red at the kiss and his charming words flying over his head.