Miya lore⠀ ⠀+ PhaiMi
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Hi guys this is a page dedicated to Miya's lore and bits (loads) of PhaiMi lore! Here you'll learn about how their friendship & relationship began... Miya's backstory... More about Miya's character in general! This is all for fun, shits and giggles, happy reading ♡
11.10 Lore may be incomplete as Amphoreus itself right now isn't finished yet! Changes may be made
Deep in a white, endless void located in somewhere secluded in Styxia, contains a man with three pairs of wings and purple roses adorning his body. The Void has an entrance, but who really dares stepping into a portal that could potentially lead to nowhere at all? Miya had lived in seclusion for █████ Light Years, he spent most of his time thinking about everything, anything, and nothing at all.
He's destined to be alone anyways.
Life in the Void wasn't exactly quiet, it was much livelier than Miya had expected. Purple roses with mouths bloom to admire him, to compliment him, to praise him, to adore him... What exactly was this for again? As much as Miya would love to shut off the entrance that leads to his domain in Styxia— he can't. Despite that, his domain is well concealed, so no one should be able to find it...at least. That was until he stumbled in— that guy with white hair, and blue eyes... An unfamiliar face, of course, he hadn't been out since Light Year █████. It's easy to lose track of time here. The guy introduces himself as Phainon, Miya doesn't respond, his expression must've been something bad because the guy asks him if anything was wrong. To Miya, yes, something was wrong. This guy was not disturbed by Miya, nor his domain.
Who is he?
The domain reacts before Miya could even ask for something from it— The mouths scream at Phainon to get out, and the eyes glare at the white haired man before him. But for some reason, this man does not falter. Why? Those eyes... They're kind, and somewhat determined. Determined for what? To get to know Miya? The purple haired man doesn't understand this guy, so he flees. At Dawn Hour, the man...Phainon, had left. Miya relaxes, continuing to laze around the domain as the mouths talk nonsense to him. Occasionally, hands would appear to play with his hair.
Hours, it seems, passed because by Entry Hour (according to the roses), Phainon appears once more. Miya raises an eyebrow, why is this guy here again? Phainon raises his hands in surrender when the eyes and mouths appear before him once more— explaining that he means no harm and simply just wants to get to know Miya.
This guy...is persistent. Miya doesn't get him.
Miya doesn't let his guard down, not once. How could he ever? This guy could be out to get him for all he knows, so he floats high up in the sky where he's out of humanity’s reach; untouchable. A few weeks pass, and Phainon has made no progress in getting Miya to crack. Day after day, it's always the same. Miya, high up in the void, Phainon, trying his very best to convince Miya to just talk to him. Both of them know one has to stop trying, and it isn't Phainon.
Finally, Miya gives in and lets Phainon in on some small details about himself, just his name and his origins. Nothing else. And yet, Phainon clung onto his every word like he was hearing out the wishes of a dying friend— how strange.
No matter how small the talk was, Phainon seemed like he was enjoying it, and so visits Miya everyday. 'I could get used to this', Miya thinks. Slowly, but surely, Miya starts to open up more about himself to Phainon. The reason behind the roses and cracks on his face, the existence of his domain, even the simplest things like his favorite color… Phainon held onto every single word. What an odd man. Soon, Phainon learns that the reason he has cracks and roses is because he ████████████████████████████████████████ ██████████ █████ ███████████████ █████. The reason his domain exists is because ██████████ ███████████████ █████ ███████████████. Phainon even learns about a Titan he's never heard of before— a Titan hidden from the world, █████, the Seclusion Titan. The white haired man really liked getting to know Miya, it seems, because one day he asked for Miya to step out of his domain and venture forth with him. Miya didn't understand why, not really, but he agreed nonetheless. The domain bid Miya a tearful farewell and asked him to come back whenever he gets the time, thus giving him his parasol.
It is unlikely for Styxia, the Dragonbone City, to have any sunlight, so there wasn't anything to immediately pierce Miya's eyes. That, Miya is grateful for.
Miya's wings have shrunk. Of course they have. He had just left his power source after all. They're not too small— he can still fly for a few minutes before they give into exhaustion. How inconvenient. He hasn't walked in forever, how could he possibly get to Okhema without taking a load of breaks?
They walk around Dragonbone City for a bit before Miya's legs cave in. Having not walked for so long really does take a toll on one's physical strength and stamina. He missed when he could just fly... Whatever. Phainon, being the great deliverer and friend he claims to be, offers to carry Miya.
This guy is stupid as hell.
Miya rejects it, obviously, but this guy…this guy started whining. What in █████’s (Seclusion Titan) name? It's Miya's legs that are sore, not his. Reluctantly, he gives up and allows Phainon to carry him. He seemed pleased with himself, Miya doesn't know why. Not that he wants to.
This man later goes on an hour rant on standing by his side, becoming heroes. How funny, can a sinner really become a hero? It was almost laughable, almost, if not for the sincere look in Phainon's eyes.
Helpless. That's what Miya is. He cannot resist those eyes at all, maybe he should carve them out...