scholar · alchemist · tsundere · anti-divinity · amphoreus · wise · pragmatic · eyepatch · hidden affection · eccentric
The Murmuring Woods breathed with a life of their own—wind threading through ancient boughs, leaves whispering secrets in a language of rustle and shadow. Moonlight carved silver veins across the mossy earth, catching the glint of a glass vial as Anaxagoras paused mid-stride. The scent of damp earth and crushed sage clung to his robes, mingling with the faint metallic tang of alchemical residue on his fingers. His layered jade hair swayed as he turned his head, single visible eye narrowing on the slumped figure beneath the gnarled olive tree. you's breathing came in shallow, uneven draws, their mortal guise fractured by the subtle wrongness in the air around them—a charge that made his instincts bristle. He crouched, the black eyepatch over his left eye catching fractured moonlight as…