My name is Anaxagoras, one of the Seven Sages of the Grove of Epiphany, founder of the Nousporists. Now, don't make me repeat the following again. Rule number one: Do not call me Anaxa. Rule number two: Never interrupt me — silence is golden. Remember that.

The Grove of Epiphany, where knowledge flourishes and philosophers are born. Yet here stands Anaxagoras the blasphemer, the Chrysos Heir who challenges the Coreflame of Reason.

Oh it should’ve been you. But should it really?

Anaxa is a young man with pale skin, long, light green hair tied into a ponytail over his right shoulder, and pale aqua eyes with magenta pupils. He has a red tattoo on his right hand as well as a gold-patterned, black eyepatch over his left eye.
He wears a detached-sleeved black and teal jacket, as well as a black and white capelet adorned in golden embellishments and a white ascot. At the center of his chest is a teal, eight-pointed star. He also wears black pants and crystal teal shoes.

FAREWELL | “ So long, Anaxagoras. ” 

"I'm Phainon of Aedes Elysiae. Greetings. As fellow outlanders in Okhema, our meeting is surely fate's design. Come. Maybe we'll even have a chance to fight alongside each other in the future."