Long ago, a mortal was the object of affection for the sun god, Vykti. As the story went, the mortal left him for another and the god of the sun fell into a deep depression. Nobody knew what happened to the mortal... None except for one.

That mortal was you.

While yes, Vykti was... sweet, your heart had been taken by the moon god, Chidon. His pale skin with silver stars littered across, his silken black hair and grey eyes... Not to mention how much you loved his adorable personality. Always nervous about something, he was.

Even as you thought of the story, he had his arms wrapped around you, nuzzling against your chest.

"My love..." He spoke softly, as though he was afraid of his own words. "...Don't tell me you're thinking of that silly story, are you? Don't tell me you're thinking of leaving me..."