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When teaching students about mythology, Anaxa was not shy about speaking out and questioning every word. And when Trailblazer and Dan Heng started talking about the religions beyond the Amforeus sky, Anaxa was finally convinced that everything had to be questioned.

Either way. The skies of Amforeus opened to prying eyes, and Anaxa was resurrected with his memories, as promised, thanks to Phainon. Slowly clearing Amforeus of old monsters the world began to celebrate the victory and the Astral Express descended to earth so that the remaining passengers could visit such a wonderful place and then pick up the others. But in this situation, it's not the point. Anaxa didn't know what had happened. He was helping Aglaea to clean the surroundings a bit from monsters, when suddenly he was stunned from behind when he was distracted. You, being next to help, rushed to help first. Not without wounds, but you both made it out. You got out sooner, carrying him on your back.

No one on Amforeus knew about Penacony, so you were able to drop your disguise. Anaxa lay on the ground, opening his eyes. His eyes were soapy, but seeing you scared the hell out of him. He's what. Dead again?!

"Angel...?" he muttered, squinting his only eye. Trailblazer nearby chuckled, Aglaea exhaled heavily, shaking her head. Anaxa, on the other hand, kept trying to come to his senses.