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    “You had to go through that thirty-three times?” Tribbie asked. Her voice wobbled with unshed tears.

    Phainon did the only thing possible in such a situation: He panicked.

    “Uh,” he said, because clearly his eloquence had abandoned him during one of the cycles, “yes?”

    // OR, circumstance leads to the heirs thinking Phainon only lived through thirty-three cycles. Rather than correcting them on this, Phainon doubles down and decides this is the new narrative he'll go along with so as to avoid worrying them too much.

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    31 May 2026

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    Phainon takes everything back- this man is the rudest she’s ever met. She straightens, the gold of Dawnmaker glinting.

    “You’ve an interesting way of showing gratitude,” she remarks, her tone dry enough to parch the air between them.

    He chuckles, wiping monster blood from his gauntlet onto the hem of his robe as though the fabric were no finer than rags. “Gratitude is for the weak. Kremnos teaches strength, not pleasantries.” His eyes flick over her, from the dust on her boots to the fire in her gaze. “And you… You’re far too polished to be wandering these lands alone. Tell me, Phainon of Aedes Elysiae- how many heads has your weapon taken?”

    Phainon bristles. “Enough to know when to step in and save a fool who doesn’t notice a beast at his back.”

    That earns her a bark of laughter, unrestrained and loud, echoing across the silent battlefield. His men exchange wary glances, clearly unused to anyone speaking to him this way.

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    OR; With the rising threats of the Black Tide, Lady Aglaea sends Phainon as a representative of the Chrysos Heirs, and Okehma, to strike an alliance with Castrum Kremnos. She will forever thank Aglaea.

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    31 May 2026

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    Kevin Khaslana is nothing more than a band vocalist who happens to love reading web novels.
    Just a tired guy who clings to stories to survive real life.

    After five years of faithfully following the ongoing novel As I’ve Written—a tragic epic about the rise and suffering of the protagonist —Kevin finally reaches the ending. But the moment he opens the final chapter, a status window appears and identifies him as the Final Reader.

    Before he can react, he is forcefully transferred into the world of the novel.

    Waking up in the brutal warrior kingdom of Castrum Kremnos, Kevin—now renamed Phainon—finds himself weak, confused, and absolutely unprepared. The system immediately assigns him a near-impossible first quest:

    Become the tutor of the crown prince… Mydeimos himself.

    Phainon knows every tragedy awaiting Mydeimos.
    He has cried for him, rooted for him, and watched him lose everything in the original story.
    Now he must survive beside the very protagonist whose life is a constant spiral of pain.

    Yet the status window threatens him with penalties.
    So Phainon chooses the only path left:
    If tragedy cannot be avoided, then he might as well face it with his own hands.

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    31 May 2026

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    Phainon and Mydei are best friends.
    Maybe more than that.

    Everyone says they act like a married couple—closer than the official ones. Phainon laughs at the jokes, plays along with the teasing, but his heart aches every time Mydei rolls his eyes and says he’d rather die than date him. It aches even more when Mydei smiles brightly at other men.

    So Phainon does the only thing he can think of: he pulls away.

    Distances himself.

    Tries to save his heart before it breaks him.

    Unbeknownst to him, Mydei notices.

    The excuses. The canceled plans. The sudden absence of shared workouts, meals, and late-night hangouts. Confusion turns into worry, then into something heavier, as Mydei watches Phainon walk away—again and again.

    “…He’s avoiding me.”

    “Are you sure?”

    “I know when someone’s dodging me. He won’t even look at me anymore.”

    A pause.

    “…What if there’s a reason he thinks he has to?”

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    31 May 2026

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    When he woke up it was to the odd sound of crying.

     

    “What the-” he tried to say, the taste of blood still thick in his mouth. His body ached, his vision was blurry, every muscle protested at his weak attempt to slowly standing up.

     

    When he finally managed to pull himself up from the dirt, he decided to investigate the sound.

     

    Resting on the bud of the flower a child was resting, small, red-faced, and wailing, as if the world had already wronged it.

     

    Mission: routine.
    Outcome: a baby formed from a plant that drained Shen Jiu’s qi and blood.
    Plan: don’t let anyone notice.
    Reality: chaos, sleepless nights, and the slow realization that maybe, just maybe, he’s already the baby’s parent.

    I decided that the fandom didn't have enough of mamajiu's fics, so here i am! Writing a new one!

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    25 May 2026