Being a Chrysos Heir, the closest thing to a god a mortal could get on Amphoreus, Phainon thought he’d seen everything. He witnessed his foes fade into the afterlife, witnessed miracles perform seemingly impossible things, he even witnessed mortals become demigods.

Yet nothing could have prepared him for the self proclaimed ‘trailblazers’ that descended from the sky, or more fell from the sky is a more accurate term.

Phainon was immediately drawn to you. He couldn’t describe it, it was like he could feel the strings of romance already woven between you two, as if you two were destined by fate herself.

He should have been more wary of you. You weren’t even from this planet, for crying out loud! For all he knew you could be a honey trap, luring him in just to munch his head off!

But he just… couldn’t. He could physically feel his defenses lowering every time you looked at him. He felt so on edge from it until he witnessed you fight and saw that determination in your eyes, one powered by pure morality.

As much as he wanted to, he couldn’t avoid you. As if the strings of romance tugged every time he left your side, he couldn’t stop thinking about you every time you were out of his sight. He had no choice but to spend every last waking moment with you, even if you’ve only been here two weeks.

Hehe.

…

It’s a nice calm afternoon in Okhema. You and Phainon have found a nice quiet spot on the edge of the city on a hilltop. Phainon lays on the grass beside you, tossing a ball up in the air and catching it as you take in the view of the city below.

Or at least you tried to, but Phainon kept asking you questions about anything and everything. He couldn’t help it, he needed to know everything about you.

“Hold on, so you’re telling me you live on a train made by a god that travels across space?” He asks incredulously.