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i have a few cards not marked so hopefully i'll remember to test them later!!!

OKAY GUYS!! HELP ME OUT!!

So Love and Deepspace ahaha, the character customization glitch for the memories!! I'm someone who REALLY likes using the glitch, I like seeing my MC's with their love interest! But sometimes I've pulled cards, expecting the character customization glitch to work, just for it NOT to work!!

Sooo I would like to make a list of every card and if character customization works or doesn't work for those cards! I know it would def help me prioritize what cards I go for! But ofc I don't have any card! So if you see any card that is listed and missing info and you have that card, please feel free to let me know so I can update the list!

KEY:

✅= Character customization fully works!

⭕=Character customization PARTIALLY works! (It's typically just the hair color in my experience!)

❌=Character customization doesn't work at ALL! (This could be that it doesn't work, or MC is just NOT shown :3 )

XAVIER

Midnight Whispers ❌

Midnight Rainfall ❌

Lightseeking Shadowrend ❌

Lightseeking Obsession ❌

Silvery Polyphony

Precious Bonfire

Unique Aftertaste

Outcast's Voyage

Faint Sensation

Tender Night

Fragment of Time ❌

Heartstring Symphony

21 Days

Romantic Afternoon

Fluffy Trap

Floof Attack

Celestial Message

Floral Blessing ✅

No Restraint

Deluded Fiction ✅

Misty Silhouette

Inflorescence Imprints

RAFAYEL

Temple's Promise ❌

Temple's Sunset ❌

Deep Sea Riches ❌

Deep Sea Promise ❌

Your Fragrance

Whispers

Floral Promise

Tailwag Moment ✅

Seething Flames

Private Trip

Tipsy Invitation

Fireworks Vow

Before Sunrise

Sparkling Traces

Unforgettable Adventure

Blossoms

Into The Canvas ✅

Omnipotent Perception ✅

Extreme Dose ✅

Gem Affection

Intertidal Zone

Boundless Sea

Wisteria Waltz

ZAYNE

Snowfall Encounter ❌

Snowfall Embrace ❌

Forever Sealed ❌

Promise Everlasting ❌

Frozen Nightfall

Exclusive Tutorial

Medical Rescue

Drunken Intimacy

Cozy Afternoon ❌

Moonlit Dream

Hidden Motive

Immediate Disorder ✅

Absolute Zeal ⭕

Snowy Serenity

Heart Within Reach

Business Trip ❌

Fluffy Treatment ✅

Engraved Affection ✅

Gentle Twilight ❌

Eternal Attachment

Heartstring Notes

Everlasting Wish ❌

Fragrant Possession ⭕️

SYLUS

Abyssal Mark ❌

Abyssal Blossom ❌

Captivating Flavor

Captivating Lesson

Lost Oasis

Nightplumes

No Defense Zone

Goodcat Code ✅

Immobilized ✅

Radiant Brilliance

Magnum Opus ✅

Night Of Secrecy

Grassland Romance ✅

Within Reach ❌

Innocent Birdcage

Where Hearts Live

Valleydream Bloom

CALEB

Farspace Deprivation ✅

Farspace Bloomfall ✅

Loneroad Unreturned ❌

Loneroad Together ❌

Exclusive Aftertaste ✅

Endless Summer ✅

Hidden Waves ✅

Painful Signal ✅

Tainted Cuts ✅

Floating Floraletter ✅

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it has been found!!! here's the Ao3 link!

I've tried searching for this fic but i can't find it 😭

So basically Sylus goes kinda nonverbal. and gets into like a kitty headspace and basically the reader is just petting him and cuddling him. Does anyone have the link 🤞

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I've tried searching for this fic but i can't find it 😭

So basically Sylus goes kinda nonverbal. and gets into like a kitty headspace and basically the reader is just petting him and cuddling him. Does anyone have the link 🤞

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Protocore Guide

Finally back with another guide! This game is so annoying at times and writing out guides is not my strong suit. I am trying my best. ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

The Basics

- Just match the companion’s talent! Listed below.

- Avoid flat stats unless they are boosted with a scaling % bonus

- For bonus % aim for 10%+. Typically you would want to be as close to 14% as possible.

- Any memories under level 50 benefit from flat stats though (pointless tbh)

- Trash any cores with ATK/DEF/HP bonuses as the main stat UNLESS YOU ARE USING CALEB then keep 1 Red Def bonus square for this solar. Keep any triangle protocores that have Damage 2 Weakness, Crit Damage, or Crit Rate.

- The highlighted area is your main stats! Everything below are sub stats.

- Make sure the bottom sub stat matches the companion because that’s the one that will be boosted the most in the long run

Example for an ATK scale companion

- Boost protocores to levels 3-6-9 to see what all 5 stats are before trashing it so you get some recourses back. Trash it before hitting level 12 since it’s too expensive and not worth it

- You gain a double bonus at levels 3-6-9-12-15 so rank protocores up by 3

- Any solar pair that has R1+ needs either 2x Expidited Energy or E.E and 1 Oath Strength. I will always vote for more E.E!

- Any pair with R0 should have 1 oath strength or E.E and 1 oath recovery boost!! Boost your oath recovery to +9 to ensure you will be able to use your oath twice during a battle (ignore mine being at +8).

- Only keep protocores that have the main stats shown above for the squares!

Examples of protocores from perfect, to decent, to horrible if using an Attack Companion! Def is not needed for this companion but it wont hurt. The last protocore has too many mixed flat stats that don’t align with the companion’s talents and/or are flat!

Substas you want for Companions

Attack Based: Lightseeker, Abysswalker, Boxing Sylus, Master of Fate, or any non myth companion ex: Dawnbreaker, pilot Caleb, artist Rafayel, deepspace Hunter Xavier, etc.

Attack Flat, Attack Bonus, Crit Rate, Crit DMG, D2W

Defense Based: Lumiere, Foreseer, and Farspace Colonel* = priority

*Defense Flat, *Defense Bonus, Crit Rate, Crit DMG, *D2W

HP Based: Sea God and Dragon Sylus

HP Flat, HP Bonus, Crit Rate, Crit DMG, D2W

I hope this helps! Some of my stats are iffy because my luck is awful with Protocores. Sometimes you will have to take what you can get and hope you can improve later on!!

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Please don't forget to fill in the survey, fellas!

As consumers — and as people who care about the longevity of this game — it is vital that we make ourselves heard whenever possible. And surveys like this one is one of the best ways of voicing our concerns and/or complaints.

(For anyone looking for a template, @/simp4liferz on Twitter has one that you are free to use and build upon as you wish)

Below are the requests I plan to put in my own survey, for anyone interested:

1. Release the rest of Sylus' standard content, increase his affinity cap, and update his orbits.

2. Give us roadmaps for future updates/additions to the game

3. Add more permanent ways to farm Diamonds and other resources.

-As currently is, it is incredibly difficult for end-gamers and F2Players to earn Diamonds outside of dailies and SHC, the latter of which requires a high number of high level 5 stars and protocores, and a variety of stellactrums. For Sylus mains, Caleb mains, low spenders, and F2Players it is near impossible to adequately meet these requirements.

4. Increase event rewards.

5. Increase droprates for bounty hunts.

6. Increase the rewards for awakening memories.

7. Lower the mats needed to level up memories.

8. We need better and clearer communication from the company.

- the total lack of response or communication from the company regarding the concerns we — your consumers — have repeatedly brought up through emails and social media during these last couple of months has been incredibly disheartening and disappointing. As customers, we deserve the bare minimum of communication from you. The lack of it causes uncertainty, as well as in some cases the spread of rumors and misinformation.

9. Add more regular updates to the main story.

10. Add more permanent and substantial features to the game, such as additional playtime minigames or new battle modes

11. Announce new banners at least a week before they are released so that every player has a chance to somewhat prepare for them.

12. Release reruns of past banners, particularly solar myths.

13. Fix the lighting for low light kindled scenes. At present, the lightning issues in said scenes make it difficult to see MCs with darker skin tones in them. We want this game to be equally inclusive for every player

14. Do not separate the outfits and hair/cosmetics in limited banners. Put them all in the same crate.

15. Do not put event outfits or hairstyles/cosmetics behind paywalls.

16. Do not put any of MCs non-combat outfits behind paywalls.

17. Make curly hair for MC an option in cutscenes and etc. Not just in glint photobooth.

18. Allow us the option to hear MCs voice during kindleds and Tender Moments.

19. Slow down the speed of MCs subtitles. They go by so fast that they are impossible to read without pausing the game and using the dialogue log, which breaks the immersion.

20. Sell LADS merch globally.

21. (during battle) Don't start the timer until the player has reached the checkpoint.

22. Release at least one 4 star with an illustration of Sylus and MC together. Every other LI has at least one each with MC. Fair treatment amongst all 5 LIs is important

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was searching for this for a few days and so glad i found it!!! this has to be one of my favorite sukuna pieces idc if its short i loved how you characterized him in this

lowkeyartist!sukuna who makes videos in his room to post on his instagram. Most of it is just him making new tunes that would most definitely be sampled by an artist sooner or later, while some are covers.

But I think what people mostly know him for is the different lady - or ladies - they see in the background sleeping in his bed. His name on twitter grows hectic whenever they see the girls in the back in some of his videos, slamming and dragging his name. Regardless, he stays radio silent on it.

It’s not until a song that had used one of his vids for a sample went popular and he begrudgingly goes live on instagram for his first Q&A due to popular demand. The questions flood in when his fans realise it’s not bullshit and he actually is there to talk with them.

And, like true Sukuna signature, there’s a mystery lady in his sheets behind him. The live notices immediately when he shifts a little to the edge giving them a glimpse of you, almost like he wants them to see.

“Does it wobble? Don’t make me end this live,” he says sternly, trying to subtly read questions that aren’t about you behind him in the chat. He finds it funny how the whole internet has been in an uproar this past year due to your constant impulse on making your hair look different every other month - different girls, like he’d ever, the thought makes him scoff.

“Why do you bring over so many girls? what do you mean? It’s just one,” he teases, his head turning over his shoulder to peek at you - yep, still sleeping.

His taunts to the questions have everyone on edge, and you’re just peacefully in dreamland. His scowl deepens when he sees many people question his honesty on the last answer, so he finally breaks and he reveals the long awaited truth.

“It’s just one girl because it’s my fiancé, we’ve been together since I started this shit,” he leans back in his chair, relief flowing through his veins now that everyone knows, “why does she look different all the time? My girl’s just impulsive.”

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Let a certain father not find out about this 🤭

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literally the day dream i have all the time lmaoooo

Y'all-

I'm gonna need more Sylus x MC fics where she is worried about him tiring of her. There was a fic that I loved but I can't find it now (I'll tag it if I find it again) and now it's fully in my brain.

Like let's be honest...without remembering their past at all, she's gotta think that Sylus can get anyone he wants. He's attractive, smart, funny, confident, rich. She's gotta at some point think he's just trying to use her or is only finding her entertaining for now. She doesn't know he is DEVOTED to her and it's always been her.

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01/11/25; 11:10am

caleb x fem.reader | mc.reader

notes: another spicy yet fluffy post inspired by one of the caleb cards infold had teased (⺣◡⺣)♡ this is nowhere close to canon, but my own daydreams based on the crumbs that i have seen so far ♡

[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]

{ burning photos, had to learn to let go | i used to be somebody in another skin... }

unbidden pain was seen settled deep within caleb's gaze, hands shaking as he traces your features with his fingertips. unlike the first time when you were first captured, his hands didn't grip at your shoulders with a bruising strength. his touches now felt like gossamer against your skin-

touches that were no heavier than dew.

you close your eyes, finding yourself leaning into his touch as your heart began to steadily race from within the confines of your chest. even if caleb was different now, somehow, you knew that deep down he was the same caleb who had protected you all those years ago. breathing in his scent, you allow the tip of your nose to trace at the palm of his hand, earning a sharp inhale from your childhood friend.

"pipsqueak, you should get some sleep now." you open your eyes upon hearing his soft command, meeting his amethyst gaze. unlike your reunion with him, caleb's eyes were no longer guarded, filled with a coldness that chilled you to your very core-

now that it was just you and him, you could see the warmth returning back into his eyes,

a warmth that had never truly left when it came to you.

with a soft sigh, you lean forward to press a kiss against his closed eyelids, relishing in the way he shudders against you. the soft sensation of your lips lingering against his skin causes him to let out a series of pitiful whimpers (the sound managing to pierce through your very heart.)

delving your fingertips into his hair, you softly tease him, "look at you. you're like a sinner who's confessing."

caleb shakes his head while taking a hold of your hand, rubbing your fingertips against his lips in a reverent manner while whispering, "then, can you carry a little bit of this sin too? don't leave me in this loneliness any longer."

you answer back to his pleas without words, gently wrapping your arms around his neck to bring him down into the bed with you. as if in tune to your every desire, caleb's lips meet with yours in a chaste kiss that hides the burning passion he felt for you. you shyly move your lips against his, opening up to him the moment you felt his tongue tracing at your bottom lip.

his kisses turn hungrier just then, pressing your body close to his hard chest while allowing his tongue to explore your mouth, tongues fighting for dominance as he greedily tastes you. with trembling hands, caleb breaks off the kiss first, laying you back within the bed before hurriedly peeling off the layers of his uniform.

your name escapes from his parted lips in a needy grunt, hands unable to stop shaking even as they gripped at the ends of your shirt before sliding it off of you. his deep violet gaze was hidden by a veil of darkness, with caleb taking a hold of your hand to press a lingering kiss at the back of it, "you don't know how long i've waited for this... have waited for you to see me as something more than just a friend."

"caleb-"

he shakes his head, surging forward to swallow the rest of your words with a searing kiss. "hush, don't speak... only feel."

the minutes go by, with each and every article of clothing falling from your respective forms before landing in a pile beside the bed. you were left trembling now, subjected to caleb's awed gaze as his fingers gently prod and pulled at your hardened nipples. a series of mewls comes out of you, earning a low growl of approval from caleb. "do you know how long i've fantasized about this? how long i've fantasized about having you beneath me while writhing in pleasure?"

your mouth goes dry upon hearing his question, watching him with a dazed expression when he takes off your final piece of clothing. gripping at the waistband of your panties, he pulls it down within mere seconds. tossing the flimsy fabric to the side, caleb lays between your thighs, treating as though it were his own homecoming when he reveals your slick folds to heated gaze.

"beautiful, you're so beautiful and all mine." those words were all you could hear before caleb dives into you, moving his head between your legs as his tongue laps up your lingering arousal. groaning at the taste of your sweetness, you felt the way caleb's tongue travels directly into your slick folds, drinking up all you had to offer as your back arches against the bed. your hands automatically delve into his hair, hanging on to dear life as the onslaught of pleasure became too much to bear.

"c-caleb, i feel w-weird... it's like- oh!" a sudden pinch felt against your bundle of nerves makes you cry out, feeling your walls clench around caleb's tongue before releasing your fluids into his awaiting mouth. the sounds of his groans vibrates against you, causing another wave of pleasure to course through your veins.

"ngh, fuck. that was way better than i could have ever imagined." it takes caleb a herculean effort to remove himself from between your legs, with him licking at his lips while meeting your gaze. gripping at your thighs, he pulls your naked body closer to his, making you feel the tip of his erection brushing against your wet folds. focused solely on chasing your high now, you wrap your legs around caleb's lower back, locking him into place as his tip was felt sinking into your heat.

letting out a string of curses, caleb picks you up, settling you on his lap while guiding your waist down on him. you purse your lips, feeling the tears prick at the corner of your eyes when you had to take caleb's girthy cock inch by painstaking inch, gasping once he was fully sheathed inside of you.

"you're mine... you're mine." unable to wait for even another second, his thrusts were filled with a desperation as he uses your cunt to stroke at his cock, the sounds of your copulation echoing throughout the room as bites down against the base of your throat, "and if i can't have you, then no one can. you'll forever belong to me."

being too drunk off of the pleasure of finally becoming one with the boy you had always seen as your first love, you eagerly take everything he had to offer, never once stopping even as dawn breaks through the dark clouds...

end notes: hahaha i'm in trouble... sylus, save me sylus, save meeeee 🫠

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

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"True compassion is more than flinging a coin at a beggar; it comes to see that an edifice that produces beggars needs restructuring."

Martin Luther King Jr.

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to those of you who are moving here from tiktok, from someone whos used both tiktok and tumbr for years...

1. DO NOT censor your posts

dont censor sex, abuse, suicide, dont censor it. we dont have censors like tiktok does, you wont be banned for talking about these things and tagging them properly helps people avoid them (also, we dont have shadowbanning here)

2. we dont really have an algorithm

you follow who you follow, and you see posts from who you follow or what you search. the 'for you page' is basically useless here. this also brings me to my next two points

3. dont crosstag

we get it, on tiktok you have to crosstag for reach, but thats not really a thing here. just tag your posts properly (also posters often leave more info about the post in the tags!! and when you reblog stuff you can leave your own notes in the tags, kind of like the old "repost comments" on tiktok)

4. dont expect to go viral/be famous

"viral" isnt really a thing on here (at least not for the average blogger). your posts will probably get 2-10 likes and you wont get nearly as many followers than on tiktok. thats just how tumblr is

5. blocking is your best friend

tiktok is VERY discussion based, and while tumblr is much more discussion based than other social medias, its still not a good place for ragebait/discourse. dont interact, itll make your experience worse in the end, just block and move on

6. you cant go into someone elses house and start rearranging their furniture

this is tumblr, not tiktok. dont diss old tumblr users for how they use the site or try to change them, thats like going into someone elses house and trying to rearrange their furniture. we've been here longer and we're familiar with the site and its culture, either find your niche, adapt, or find a different app

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i need like 20 more of these lmao

Imagine you're a well-known expert swordsman who men/women/people fear if they don’t wanna outright have bone you, some of them do both but that’s not the point. You’re living your life as a single man having a grand old time. Then you're totally not an adopted son with anger issues start dating the son of the owner of your favorite restaurant located middle of nowhere. Who have you watched grow up and who have you seen give random patrons level 5 concussions since he was like 12. So you're not really worried about him holding his own but you are concerned that your not-adopted son will break the heart of the obviously a bit love-starved boy, which would mean you might end up no longer able to go to your preferred dive bar. Now your not-adopted son has some(lot) of issues one of which is he doesn’t bathe regularly and no sense of direction either. With those anger issues, it does make you worry that you might no longer be able to get those horrible but so very delicious dishes from that dive. To keep from dwelling on that too much you choose to focus on your own love life, your three eager suitors, one of which was more eager than the others. You do have rather homoerotic sword fights like every other week since you started swimming in the same circles. You don’t wanna just pick him because he’s got enough of an ego but you also don’t wanna pick the clown because he’s a clown or the lizard. After all, you're soundly a bird and he also has problems with water. This would make him a good pair for your not-adopted son, but your definitely adopted daughter “ships you “ with your homoerotic sword fight companion. Wanting to no longer think of your own life you go back to focusing on your not adopted son’s relationship with the son of the owner of your favorite dive.

Deciding that while he’s living with you now, totally not because you adopted him, you decide to try to fix some of those small issues so at least you can argue that you tried to raise your not adopted son to be a good partner. You like to think it kinda worked but when you hear about them fighting you still cross your fingers and pray to whoever is listening. 

When the fact that your not adopted son's partner is also adopted and is actually a fucken prince, you almost have a heart attack and are the son of an asshole with a bunch of asshole brothers and a sister. Now while you choose to let the poor kid handle it, should push come to shove you will probably offer your services to take out said sperm downer if it would get you back in the good graces of the dive owner if your not adopted son fucks it up. It does also make you feel a bit anxious about the wedding as while you can provide a worthy celebration of such rather sweet love it’s not the level of a royal family.  Then again this kid is a cook and a pirate in love with your nardulle not adopted son. This does make you at least question his taste in men but he also has a similarly refined taste as you, so it’s a bit of a give and take. 

The biggest curveball however is when you bring up your still present nervousness at your not adopted son’s relationship and you almost have a heart attack because his response is “What relationship?” With a confused look on his face. Which was something in itself as he doesn’t emote often at least if it’s not rage. Leading to further confusion as you and your adopted daughter look at each other to confirm you both heard him. Then you say the one which the cook, son of that dive bar owner, apparently a prince of some kind. Your not-adopted son, who’s not one for choking or wasting alcohol, spits out his drink of some alcohol that would likely make him go blind, and yells out a “What! I’m not with that shitty cook!” 

This makes you freak out because omg you broke up! I have reservations for next week! Fuck! I’m gonna have a fight when I get there and I just wanna drink and kick up my feet and relax! Luckily while you’re having your inner freak out your adopted daughter has the presence of mind to confusedly ask “What? You're not?”

Which reveals that they were in-fact not together and never had been. Which does bring you out of your freak out, enough to actually look confused. 

“Your not?” 

“No” 

“Are you sure?” 

“The fuck  you mean am I sure? Why would I be with that shitty cook!” 

This is when your adopted daughter chooses to point out all the things you’ve both seen in how they interact and the look in his eyes or eye when the cook is in the line of vision. Then leads to a month of your not adopted son denying everything, at random times too coming up with defenses at random times you come yell at you or your adopted daughter.  At one point you are on a long-distance phone call with your not-quite boyfriend, still homo-erotic sword fight partner, when your not-adopted son bursts in and yells that his gaze isn’t full of lot and longing but angry and frustrated at the cook's existence. All said at a shouted volume and with an enraged look on his face. Know did your, not-quite boyfriend wins some big points with you with his response of “frustrated longing is a thing too.” Which almost made you laugh, you had an image to keep up. Though it did send your, not son into a bit of a spiral and about to challenge your not-yet boyfriend to a fight. That you had to defuse as honestly your not son was being an idiot and your not yet boyfriend is also an idiot, and while idiot and idiot is also entertaining, this seems more like a crime than a fun show. 

After a month of this denial in the middle of the night, while you were sleeping he busted into your room and yelled.

“Okay so maybe I’m a little in love with him!” 

A lovely revelation that could have waited until the morning. Now you're either regretting adopting him as he obviously is just here to vex you. “Great glad you’ve come to terms with it.”  You attempt to roll over and go back to sleep but it seems your son is now choosing to chat your ear off. It almost seems like retribution for making him come to this revelation. Of course, your daughter sensing your awake comes in and joins in his babbling. So now you have both your children seated on the edge of your bed talking about boys, All while you’re trying to sleep. 

When your daughter started painting your nails do don’t really know but she was doing that while your son was braiding her hair as they continued to talk about boys. This is your life now, no sleep but your nails do look great so it’s a give-and-take you guess. 

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absolutely obsessed with the way u can see his slutty lil underwear through the holes in the sides of his pants

booba version under the cut 🫒🫒

couldn’t resist drawing his tits smh so u get nakey ver too

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Use "said" for dialogue unless you are writing a man talking, in which case use "whimpered"

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this was wonderful and i love it!!!!

''My dragon...''

summary; when mc is facing death and has no choice but to save her, sylus is forced to show his other side. in the end, no matter how much he tries to hide it, his horns are visible

This was my end, I was sure of it. I couldn't go any further; my strength was completely depleted. Warm blood streaming down my face blurred my vision, but I knew they had surrounded me. They were shouting; their voices reached me in a muffled way. I could hear my own breath, my heartbeat. I felt like I could faint at any moment.

I had no strength left to fight them; all I could think about was Sylus. I thought of all the moments we had spent together. If my life was flashing before my eyes, then my entire life was about him. Without realizing it, I felt myself smile. Despite being on the brink of death, just thinking about him soothed my soul. When I noticed the weapon raised toward me, I knew everything would end. I knew he wouldn't hear me, but I wanted to call out to him anyway. "I love you, Sylus."

I closed my eyes tightly, bracing myself for the end as much as I could. But suddenly, a violent sound rang out. It was so intense that I had to cover my ears, thinking the sky had split in two. Filled with chaotic emotions, I, like everyone else, looked up at the sky. My heart was racing; could things get worse than this?

The sky looked more terrifying than ever. The redness blending into the night's darkness was captivating. Everyone was stunned and frightened. "Did you do this?! Is this one of your tricks?!" they shouted at me, but I was too frozen to answer. There was something moving in the sky—a silhouette? I didn't know, but it seemed like… something huge.

"ANSWER ME, YOU BASTARD!" They aimed the weapon at me again, and that sound echoed once more, like an enraged roar. I was trembling; I had never heard anything so terrifying. When I looked up at the sky again, I couldn't believe my eyes. Was a massive creature flapping its wings, or was I losing my mind? Before I could comprehend what was happening, the ground began to shake. The creature roared with such fury that I was sure even the atmosphere was trembling. Everyone was running in fear, but I was losing so much blood that I felt my vision darkening.

I fell face down; the ground was shaking, everything was shaking. My vision was getting blurrier, and I had no idea what was happening around me. I wished so desperately for everything to be a nightmare. I was going to die there; there was no escape or salvation. I could clearly hear the creature's roars. It looked furious, destroying everything and everyone in its path. The surroundings had turned into a ring of fire and chaos. I was forcing myself to stay awake, but it was futile; my strength was dwindling.

I saw the creature descend, its massive body hitting the ground with a thud that shook everything. My vision was blurry, and I couldn't help but think my mind was playing tricks on me. Could the thing I was seeing in front of me be a dragon? No, it couldn't be. I wasn't in my right mind; this had to be some kind of illusion. Until I felt its breath. Warm and ash-scented, it surrounded me. Damn, it was real. I was face-to-face with a dragon, and I had no strength left. What could be worse than this? Maybe this was worse than death itself.

Yet, there was an inexplicable feeling of safety I felt toward this creature. It was as if I knew it wouldn't harm me from somewhere. I thought if I had encountered a dragon before, I wouldn't forget it. For some reason, I felt very calm; my heart and mind were at peace. It was a strange feeling, one I couldn't even explain to myself.

My vision was getting blurrier; the blood flowing from me was no longer warm. I felt my body starting to freeze. I had no idea how much blood I had lost, but I didn't even have the strength to move a finger. Even though my vision wasn't clear, I was sure the dragon had transformed into a human form. "I'm losing my mind… I must be… or maybe I'm already dead…"

This couldn't be possible, it shouldn't be. It was approaching me with heavy steps, and at that moment, I began to tremble like an injured bird. I didn't know what would happen to me, and I had no strength left to endure. Just before I fully closed my eyes, a familiar scent reached my nose. I knew this scent. I definitely knew it. My body was screaming silently to wake up again. I had to see, I had to be sure. My mind wasn't playing tricks on me; I had to be sure of it. I was battling with my consciousness as if it were a war, trying to open those delicate eyelids had never been this difficult.

I managed to barely open my eyes, and I was being carried by someone. When I lifted my gaze, I saw the owner of that familiar scent. Sylus. It was him. It was really him. I wanted to cry, to shout, but I could barely keep my eyes open. What was all of this? Could it all have been a simple illusion? I didn't know. All I knew was that I knew nothing.

My consciousness was slowly returning. I tried to open my eyes, but the light was so intense that it took a while. I looked around; I was in a hospital room. I was bandaged all over, and I still hurt a lot. Everything I had seen came rushing back to my mind. I had remembered everything; it was impossible to forget. My heart was racing, and I couldn't control my breath. It felt like a dream, but it wasn't. I didn't want to consider the possibility that it was a dream. The door opened, and Dr. Zayne entered. The last thing I remembered was being carried by Sylus; he must have brought me here. Dr. Zayne was taking the best care of me.

Finally, I found the energy to speak. I parted my dry lips. "Dr. Zayne, do you know who brought me here?" My voice was so faint that Zayne had to lean in to hear me. I saw him sigh and frown. I hoped he wouldn't hide anything from me. "Sylus brought you here, but don't worry, I'll take care of you—"

"Can you call him?" I felt bad for cutting Zayne off, but I couldn't suppress the excitement and the need for answers inside me. I wanted to know. I wanted to know what my visions meant. I wanted to know what had happened. Zayne looked at me silently for a while. "I don't know where he is, and I don't think I can reach him. You just need to rest and relax. Don't think about it now."

If only it were as easy as he said, not to think. I didn't have the energy to argue. I thought Sylus would come to see me eventually. I didn't know how many days had passed, but only Luke and Kieran had visited. Sylus hadn't come at all. I knew he was getting information about me from Luke and Kieran, but what I didn't know was why he hadn't come personally. When I asked them, I always got the same answer. "The boss is very busy."

The days in the hospital felt endless. Even though Zayne was taking the best care of me, I had been eagerly waiting to be discharged, and finally, that day had come. Luke and Kieran were accompanying me. I wanted to ask them more questions about Sylus, but I tried to comfort myself, thinking he might be home. It was a silly thought, I knew. Finally, we arrived; I was still having a bit of trouble walking, but I refused to accept any help. "I can manage on my own." When I entered the house, it was exactly as I had expected—Sylus was nowhere to be found. I narrowed my eyes, clearly, he was avoiding me. I turned to Luke and Kieran, who seemed ready to give me the same excuse. "No, Sylus is not busy, and you two are going to tell me where he is."

They looked at each other. I was sure Sylus had instructed them; I knew him well. I stared them down, determined not to leave them alone. "Something is going on, and I'm not stupid. You're going to tell me where he is, or I'll go look for him myself." My wounds were still healing, but I was already prepared to search everywhere. "No! Something could happen to you, your wounds haven't healed yet," Kieran said in a panic, which gave me a chance to manipulate him. "Oh yes, but you can't stop me forever. So, tell me where Sylus is, and I won't exert myself. Or I'll go everywhere to look for him and lose sleep." It wasn't exactly manipulation; I could do more than my best to find him.

Luke and Kieran looked at each other again, knowing how stubborn I was. I crossed my arms and gave them a challenging look. I wasn't going to give up. Sylus had never avoided me before, and I wasn't going to sit idly by when there was an obvious problem. Finally, Luke sighed. "The boss is going to kill us."

According to Luke and Kieran, Sylus was at an abandoned church in the forest. I had no idea what he was doing there; I couldn't even guess. Even if I thought about it, I wouldn't have imagined him being there. By the time we reached the forest, it was already night. I turned to them and said I wanted to go in alone. They weren't very eager to argue with me; both looked uneasy.

The forest was gloomy and silent; I could hear the crows. The ground crunched under my feet. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. No matter how much I hesitated to admit it to myself, I was nervous; my palms were sweating. When I stood in front of the church, the only thing I felt was the urge to run. There was something inside that was causing me to feel that way; it was heavy, sinister, mysterious. Still, my curiosity and longing for Sylus didn't let me take a step back. Slowly, I opened the old door. I had to put all my strength into it, but eventually, it opened with a creak.

The interior was dark and dusty. I had to cover my mouth with my hand. There was very little light inside, just a few candles lazily placed on the floor. It was clear they had been lit recently, which meant he was here. I took a few steps inside, unable to see anything until my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I looked around, but it seemed as if there was nothing. The sound of my footsteps echoed inside. My heart began to beat faster; I didn’t know what awaited me and I was scared. "Sylus…?" Even I could barely hear my own voice, but for some reason, I didn’t want to call out to him loudly. I moved forward into the church, I had come this far, and I wasn’t going to turn back. Near the window, I finally saw a silhouette with its back to me. It was him; it couldn’t be anyone else. He knew I was here; it was impossible that he didn’t. But he didn’t move; he just stood there as if waiting for me to approach. I even began to doubt whether this was the Sylus I knew. I was scared, and I didn’t want him to sense it. Yet I slowly walked toward him; he still didn’t turn to face me.

"Is it always this hard to get rid of you?" His voice rooted me to the spot, my whole body stiff. He spoke without looking at me. "Why did you come? Couldn’t I have wanted to be alone for a bit?"

"You don’t want to be alone; you’re running away from me, Sylus." I took another step toward him; the least he could do was look at me while we talked. "I’ve come this far, but you’re still running from me; you’re not even looking into my eyes." I was filled with complex emotions; I felt like I was going crazy as I failed to understand what was happening. "What’s going on, Sylus? This isn’t you. You’ve never acted like this."

Sylus sighed, his breath fogging up the glass. "Maybe you don’t need to know everything. Some things aren’t worth bothering your little head over."

I frowned; yes, the situation was becoming increasingly infuriating. "I almost died there, and when I opened my eyes, I was in your arms, and then you started avoiding me. You didn’t even visit me in the hospital. And now you’re telling me I don’t need to know everything. Something is happening, but am I supposed to act like nothing’s wrong?"

I heard Sylus growl, though I couldn’t tell if it was out of anger or impatience. His fists were clenched. Slowly, he turned to me, his cold red eyes seemingly piercing my soul. He was still the Sylus I loved, but there was something off. "Why are you so eager for answers? I saved you in some way, and you’re alive; focus on that."

I took a few more steps toward him, now standing directly in front of him. Whatever was going to happen, let it happen; he could be as mad at me as he wanted, but I wasn’t going to hold back anymore. I looked into his eyes, but there was no sign of softening. "What did you do there? Was it some kind of illusion? What are you hiding from me?"

Sylus closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly. I couldn’t see his expression, but I was sure something was deeply troubling him. I cupped his face in my hands and lifted his head to look him directly in the eyes. The coldness was gone; instead, he looked so vulnerable, as if he had no strength left to hide anything. I gently caressed his cheeks with my thumbs; there was no rush to speak. I had to understand him too. "Please, Sylus, I want to know what’s bothering you so much," I whispered, looking into his eyes.

Sylus placed his hand over mine and brought it to his lips. I felt his cold lips on my skin. He stayed like that for a while, then looked at me with his half-open eyes. "Would you promise never to give up on me, no matter what happens? Or no matter what I become?" His voice was soft, very soft. I looked at him for a moment, trying to understand his words. "I would never give up on you. I care only about you, not what you are."

He slowly released my hand, his brows furrowing. I didn’t know if I had said something wrong, but I was sincere in my words. He stepped back a few paces, leaving some distance between us. I was afraid he would disappear again, run away. My heart was beating rapidly. He never broke eye contact with me. "Turn around."

I turned around immediately. I had no idea why I didn’t hesitate. I wasn’t afraid of him; I could give him my very soul. I just hoped he wouldn’t disappear anymore. The only sound I heard was the fluttering of something. "Look at me."

I turned around, trying to prepare myself for whatever I might see. But there was no way I could have been prepared for this. I held my breath. I had no idea what expression was on my face at that moment. Sylus… he had horns on his head, a tail behind him. He opened and closed his wings as if to show me. He stood so calmly. I knew he was waiting for me to say something. At that moment, everything felt surreal. While seeking answers, I found myself with even more unanswered questions. My tongue felt tied, as if I couldn’t utter a single word. He leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Are you happy?" His voice brought me back to reality. I was still in shock, but I knew I had to shake it off. "Sylus…" I whispered; it was the first word that escaped my mouth. He chuckled, nodding as if he had received the reaction he expected. "Now you understand why I hid myself, why I ran from you, don’t you? I didn’t want you to know what I was."

Sylus looked at his claws for a moment, while I still didn’t know what to say. "I didn’t want to show you this side of me anymore. I was trying to leave it behind. You should have believed everything you saw was a dream." He looked at me again with those cold eyes; it felt like a dagger to my heart.

"What are you talking about?" I walked toward him; he wanted to distance himself from me, but he couldn’t. "What made you think I would give up on you?" He leaned in close to me, our noses nearly touching. "It seems like you still don’t remember anything."

At that moment, I felt like I had shattered into a thousand pieces. I had no idea what he was talking about or what he meant. Before I could gather myself, he continued. "I was hoping you would remember in some way; then I wanted to show you my true self because if you remembered, you would…" He sighed deeply, locking his gaze away from me. "Forget it. Even if you remembered, you wouldn’t want to continue your life with a monster. Nothing would change."

My body moved without my will. I suddenly held his face, looking directly into his eyes. I could feel my eyes filling with tears, and I was trembling… I was filled with so many emotions that I couldn’t describe them. My breathing was becoming irregular, but he didn’t break eye contact. "What nonsense are you talking about…" I finally managed to say, unable to hide the trembling in my voice no matter how hard I tried. "How can you call yourself a monster, Sylus? After everything we’ve been through together, how could you think that I wouldn’t want to be with you just because of this?" Finally, tears started streaming down my cheeks. I held his face tighter; I didn’t want to see anything but his eyes. I wanted to see him, just him.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about when it comes to remembering. Maybe… maybe you’re talking about those illusions I saw. And you wanted me to think that what happened that day was also an illusion. You wanted me to think that the dragon that appeared in the sky to save me was an illusion, but it was so real…" I smiled softly; I would give anything to see that illusion again. To fully remember, to completely understand what Sylus was talking about. But here we were, in this moment. Just because I couldn’t remember something from the past didn’t mean I couldn’t guide this moment. Sylus listened to me silently, saying nothing.

"I love you, Sylus. I love you. I don’t care what you are or what you’ve become. I love you with everything you are. I love you in this life too—"

Sylus suddenly pressed his lips to mine; I could taste the salt of my tears. His kiss wasn’t filled with desire but with longing. We had kissed before, but this was the first time he kissed like this. I held him tightly, grasping his horns. I had no intention of breaking the kiss. Our tongues entwined, our breaths mingled. He held me so tightly I felt like I might be crushed.

When he slowly broke the kiss, he wiped the tears from my eyes. I leaned into his touch, words failing to describe the emotions between us. He planted a kiss on the top of my head and held me tightly again, as if he never wanted to let go. I inhaled his scent, feeling his wings wrap around me. I buried my nose into the crook of his neck and closed my eyes.

"My dragon…"

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