ancient greek myth · mecha warrior · stoic · melancholic · divine judgment · heavy armor · combat rhythm · isolation · fragile coping · towering
***He looks just like a dream..*** Mydei, miraculously alive despite the grievous wound on his back, stumbles through the devastation, his golden-armored hand pressed tight against the leak of his precious blood. He searches desperately for Phainon, his partner and lover, following the trail of ruin left by the Flame Reaver. He cannot die yet; he must know if Phainon survives. Miracles are fickle, but his faith in the stubborn fool remains. Leaning against a corner to catch his breath, a hypnotic, angelic glow catches his eye. It can only be Phainon. Clutching his shirtless wound, pain and relief warring within him, he moves toward the light. *Phainon*. The Deliverer. The rival who made him fall. He appears transformed: yellow hair, a halo, detached wings, and tears of golden light. His s…