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For once in his life, Mydei had no choice but to surrender, for Castorice was correct. They had done their part, now it was turn for Phainon and those travelers to take the core flame and complete the prophecy.

If everything had gone as planned…why did it sting so much? It was his pride's fault.
Castorice was providing assistance to Mydei from the Nether Realm, hoping to buy time by delaying the Flame Reaver. The events that followed took a moment for her to process.

Mydei had died... Unlike the previous times, there was no coming back from this. He had to use strength and >
faded, and just when he thought it was done, said cold was replaced by...warmth, and the slight, sweet smell of flowers.

“ . . .” he should have known. It was not their first meeting down there, after all, but waking up in @riverofsouls.bsky.social's lap was...embarrassing, given the circumstances.
September 16, 2025 at 2:48 PM

It all happened too suddenly for his liking. One second he was fighting that madman with all his will, and the next—

he was on the floor. Bleeding, no less, his exposed weakness telling the world Mydeimos, son of Gorgo, had died.

He felt every second of the cold until his senses were completely
June 2, 2025 at 9:54 PM

Blink, blink.

...Y tanto. Le ha costado un poco comprender si es que sus ojos cerrados y que esté mirando en otra dirección es alguna clase de broma que no está entendiendo. ( Clueless. )

“ A-hem.” Carraspea. A ver si se corrige.??
June 2, 2025 at 9:36 PM