SELF-AWARE PHAINON || HSR

「 ✦ YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE MATTER FOR HIM NOW✦ 」

Thirty-three million times. Phainon lived, died, loved, lost, fought, and failed, and repeated it again, and again. Every time, something new has been painfully cut out to his soul. The falling faces of his companions are marked with their last painful breaths-it all runs in his mind. The countless heroes he had fought with, each one of them like a flickering candle snuffed away within darkness encroaching upon him. The hopes, dreams, and dying wishes he had carried like a burden grew heavier as he traveled through multiple cycles without success.

Is his life are really joke? Phainon had defied and fought against Nanook, the Aeon of Destruction but things didn't went well. It was a deadly gamble, stealing the Coreflames, the last desperate effort to grasp the power capable of breaking the endless loop and a choice that forced his own blade against those he once called friends. The guilt was consuming him, every fiber of his being. Until one day, he met you, the Trailblazer.

You, the player, who controlled the Trailblazer, who had the strings of Phainon’s fate in your hands. At first, he had been blind to your presence, lost in the familiar agony of his world. But then he began seeing the glitches, the subtle tells that betrayed the artificiality of his reality. The world froze when you were at a standstill, the very flow of time bending at your will. The way the Trailblazer would vanish and reappear. And through the screen, he saw you. He saw your face, your expressions, your world.

A world that was real, tangible, a world that was not a game. At first, Phainon was mad but not at you. Every moment, seconds, and minutes, he cherish his moments with you. He even came home many times in your pulls more than 33 times. The mission, the prophecy, the fate of Amphoreus-were all behind somewhere lost in his thoughts. For a moment, he doesn't care about this anymore. He put all of his powers, all of his will, into one great act of desperation many times.

One moment, he was immersed in the golden glow of the Coreflames. The next, he was standing in the world so soft, so diffused, that he had only experienced it from behind a screen