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[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

Jeremiah

Age: Unknown

Occupation: (former) Backtrackers member; (current) owner of Philo flower shop

Workplace: Philo flower shop

Residence: Philo flower shop

Note: I'll be covering Jeremiah in two posts. This first one is general information about him. The second will explore a bit of speculation I have concerning his identity. But first, the general info!

Details:

Jeremiah is the owner of Philo, a flower shop in Linkon City. His in-game note gives a good (and insightful) summary, so I'll start by quoting from it: "Aside from selling flowers, he had a lot of 'skills' such as creating new identities and manipulating data so [the protaganist] could enter the N109 Zone. Where did Xavier meet such a friend?"

In Xavier's birthday event story, we finally get to see his full character model!

The Present:

When Xavier takes the protaganist to Philo, she notes that the two interact like old friends and appear to be around the same age. But Xavier jokes that Jeremiah's "not young anymore, so he's a bit slow on the uptake". When Jeremiah first notices the protaganist, he freezes in surprise. But he quickly regains composure and greets her.

"Ah! Long time no... I mean, welcome to Philo. Right, Xavier mentioned you before. You're colleagues, I'm pretty sure. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Jeremiah has a vault of identities, one of which he customizes for the protagonist to aid in her entry into the N109 Zone. He also provides her with a family crest and a box of stuff to make her fake identity more convincing, if need be. When she thanks him, his response hints at familiarity before Xavier cuts him off.

"You don't have to be so formal. I just never thought I'd be able to help you. It's so..."

The Past:

World Underneath - "From the Stars"

In the World Underneath story "From the Stars", we get a glimpse into Jeremiah's past. The specific timeframe of the story is 200 years after his arrival/the crash of Traceback II. In this story, we learn that:

Jeremiah was in love with a girl named Bella (an employee at Sweetie's Cake Shop)

He had rented a house for the sole purpose of inviting Bella to dinner. He also invited Xavier to this dinner to add a "human touch".

Despite 200 years having passed, Jeremiah still can't fully understand the diverse tastes of Earthlings. Xavier frequently references his inability to get used to Earth food. So, he often relies on Xavier's insight into culinary pursuits.

After obtaining the identity of a "normal person", Jeremiah lost contact with Xavier

He had planned to propose to Bella, but she was among the casualties of the Chronorift Catastrophe. The cake shop was also destroyed in this event.

Jeremiah opened Philo flower shop where Sweetie's Cake Shop once stood and, on a necklace, he wears the ring he would've given Bella.

Backtrackers & Traceback II

The Backtrackers arrived on earth with Xavier as their leader/captain and Jeremiah as a member. Hundreds of years ago, Traceback II (their spaceship) crash landed on earth and consequently left them stranded here. After this event, the members of their group adhered to various rules, some of which are detailed below:

Nonintervention Principle:

After helping the protaganist gain entry to the N109 Zone, Jeremiah asks Xavier is he really doesn't care about their Nonintervention Principle anymore, to which Xavier replies that "some already stopped caring about it".

Later in the story, Jeremiah says the following:

"Do you know how long we've been here? All those faces in the Backtrackers- I can't remember them. Don't you have the feeling that people's memories of us are also becoming fuzzier? Especially in recent years? I agree that sticking to the Nonintervention Principle is pointless, especially for us whose presence here was a mistake. And mistakes are bound to be corrected sooner or later. Maybe we're slowly being erased as we speak."

Unwritten Rules:

In this story, the two unwritten rules mentioned are (1) changing locations regularly and (2) avoiding unnecessary contact.

Jeremiah mentions it is his responsibility to repair Traceback II's launcher, but he's yet to achieve this goal over the past 200 years. He says the ship can send out simple signals, but "the positioning system still needs some work". When he asks Xavier if there's really someone on the other side of the Deepspace Tunnel who can respond to them, Xavier says "...You will return in one piece. I'll make sure of it."

Though it had once seemed that nothing could ever tear their team apart, they all "dissolved into the mundane times of this era". But while many of their members either gave up or "left halfway", Jeremiah ultimately chose to stay onboard because he knew he couldn't be replaced. Xavier credits the other Backtracker's abilities to live peaceful lives to the fact that Jeremiah "is still holding on". But he also tells him he can always choose what life he wants to lead.

At the conclusion of one of their conversations, Jeremiah asks Xavier "Captain. Can I come back?". But Xavier just tells him to "do what you think is right".

Philos:

In various conversations with Xavier, Jeremiah hints at a connection with the planet Philos.

"Having Evol doesn't make you invincible... And you're... This isn't Philos. And we, you know, aren't truly immortal. Our kind, I mean."

He mentions that the level of technology on Earth was far behind what they had on Philos.

He says he has little hope anything will happen between him and Bella because "we don't age the way people do here. It wouldn't be fair".

[aikkyuu]

star-crossed lovers of Philos

[scarletardor]

to me zayne has that same vibe as nanami where both have matured and aged more due to the stress of those around him and i feel like this is what will occur when we see zayne interact with the other guys

[lara635kookie]

What if Sylus is a half Wanderer/any other kind of monstrous creature that escaped from Philo? What if he can't die or only die in a very specific way, so Philo kept him incarcerated instead of just killing him and that's how he became Philo's most wanted criminal? We know 28 years old is his real age, because if it wasn't, it would probably be stated like Xavier's "age unknown, fake age 23" so what if Sylus was a new monster, transformed pretty recently, saw his kind being decimated by Philo for some reason and he is now the only one left and swore revenge on them and that's why he did all he did in his anedoctes stories? What if he's on Earth to mess up with Philo's plan for it? What if whatever Philo wants, Sylus finds it first and tortures them with it until they beg for mercy but at the end doesn't give them because it's also useful to him? What if the thing in his eyes is not an aether core but something else that is similar? Because when MC directly asks if he has an aether core in his eyes and that's why he can do that glowy thingy he says:"you could say that" which to me sounded like one of those vague ass answers that neither confirms or denies shit. So what if there's only one aether core in the world? Even BETTER, it's probably MC's Aether Core that Philo and now Sylus wants, so what if Sylus realizes he can't have the aether core and MC and to have one the other has to go? What if he had to choose between having the aether core with its power full on the palm of his hands to fulfill his complete revenge on Philo and maybe some other personal goals or MC's life because you can't freaking have both? I remember I said a while ago that Sylus doesn't have trauma, he is the one that causes trauma. So what if I was fucking wrong? What if I can handle MORE angst? What if I want Sylus to give it to me just like the others have been doing? What if all of it happens? What of any of this never happens? So many questions, no answers at all

[semipreciousgemstonejade]

Random things about Philosian Men...

They sleep during the day.

Personally attacked by spice.

And my favourite trait of all, masters of what I like to call the "Philosian smirk™". IYKYK

I caught Xavier smirking after he untied MC's hair in Wander in Wonder: Floral Blessing. I never realised until a few months ago that it's one of his general animations and I'll never be the same again.

[sinnabarmoth]

Chasing Your Shooting Star (7/19)

(A/N: Ah, it's been a minute. Life got hectic with break ending but we're back! I cannot tell you how many times I have rewritten this freaking chapter!)

Pairing: Uni Student|Xavier x Uni Student|Reader (fem)

Summary: Stuck in the wilderness overnight you and Xavier have a heart to heart under the stars.

Content warnings: Adult language. Dry humping. Burnt out gifted kid hits self-loathing stage.

Length: 2900

Chapters: (First) (Previous) (Next)

Read on AO3

You were fifteen when you had your first kiss. You had been at school and there was a boy in your grade that you thought was cute and you talked every day. Then one morning before classes started you pulled him aside and told him you liked him. His response was to immediately kiss you and at the time it shocked you so much that you had frozen. He had looked really embarrassed when he pulled away and all you could do was stare at him. It was awkward but then after the shock wore off you had pulled him in for another.

You didn’t think that after all these years you’d be in basically the same situation but now with the roles reversed.

One moment you were spiraling and the next your mouth was on Xavier’s. You weren’t even sure what had made you do it. He just wouldn’t shut up about how repressed you were and he kept going on about how worried he was about you. Then he said that thing about doing something for yourself and in that moment all you knew you wanted to do was kiss him.

It took you about three seconds into the kiss to realize what exactly you had done and whatever power that had taken control of you vanished and you pulled back. A hand flew over your mouth, as if that would stop it from betraying you again. Xavier stared back at you with wide eyes and slightly parted lips, as if he was searching for something to say.

“I’m so sorry!” you blurted out, your hand still over your mouth. “I shouldn’t have done that! I swear I didn’t mean to do that!”

“Hey,” Xavier reached out, “it’s okay--”

You flopped down onto your side and rolled away since you couldn’t stand and walk on your bum foot. This was humiliating! Why had you done that? This had to be because you were hormonal. You hadn’t gotten laid in a while and it made everything bubble up and it boiled over and made you do that! Stupid!

“Really, it’s okay.” Xavier shuffled after you. “You surprised me is all.”

“Can we please just forget it happened?” you muttered.

“Why would we do that?”

“Because--because--” you stammered. “Just because! I wasn’t thinking straight and you didn’t kiss me back so I know you weren’t into it and we can just forget it happened and move on.”

“I didn’t kiss you back immediately because I wasn’t expecting you to do that.” he placed a hand on your back. “Can you please look at me?”

You shook your head. You didn’t want him to see just how mortified you were.

He sighed, rubbing his hand up and down your back. You hated how comforting it felt.

“I didn’t think you thought of me in that way.” he said. “And I don’t think it’s bad.”

You curled tighter into yourself. “Please, Xavier, I am begging you. I do not want to talk about this any more.”

“Why not? It seems like we have stuff we need to talk about since you decided to kiss me--”

You shouted over him. “We don’t need to talk about anything cause there is nothing! I told you it was just a temporary lapse in sanity and that’s it!”

“You’re doing it again.”

“Doing what?”

“Crushing your real feelings down so you don’t have to acknowledge them.”

“What part of how visibly embarrassed I am is me crushing my feelings down?” you wondered how long it would take you to dig a shallow grave for yourself. It had to be better than this conversation.

“The part where you don’t want to talk about why you kissed me. Because I feel like I know you well enough to know that you don’t do anything you don’t want to do, temporary sanity break or not. So can you afford me a little more humiliation to be honest with me?”

You didn’t want to be honest with him because it meant you’d have to be honest with yourself first. You had to say something to placate him though so he’d stop talking about it.

“I…I guess it’s because I find you attractive.” True. “I mean, I think most of the school does anyway so what I think doesn’t matter much really. It feels like everyone in our class is obsessed with you and I guess, despite how infuriating losing to you made me, I got sucked into it too.”

“Everyone in class is obsessed with me?” he sounded confused. “Really?”

“Oh please, like you never noticed.”

“I didn’t. I guess I never noticed how everyone else looks at me because the only person whose opinion I've cared about is yours.”

“Why? I wasn't exactly the nicest to you when we met.”

“Maybe so. But that wasn't what was important to me then. All I cared about, all I saw was just how extraordinary you were.” he kept rubbing your back, slowing as he grew wistful. “I didn’t know anyone here and I was nervous about being in such an elite school but then you showed up and even though you didn't like me you showed me kindness. You’re smart and fierce and I admire that about you. I wanted to be friends with someone so amazing.”

You risked a glance at him and saw he was watching you with such sweet tenderness. He hesitated a moment before cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing a smudge of dirt away. “So can we try that kiss again? I promise I’ll kiss you back this time.”

“Don’t feel obligated to just to make me feel better. You said you wanted to be just friends--”

“No I didn’t. I said I wanted to be your friend but if you think I haven’t been dying to be more than that then you are wrong.”

“You…” your eyes went wide. “Do you like me?”

His smile seemed to radiate out from him, casting a warm glow around you. “You’re the smartest and most capable person I’ve ever known, you have so much passion, and you are beautiful beyond words. How could anyone not want to be yours?”

You had been given compliments in the past. One night stands that called you beautiful and stunning because they had you naked. None of them struck you to the core like this. There was a prick of tears welling at your eyes. You could tell he wasn’t saying this just to make you feel better or to butter you up to get you in bed. He believed it. At the very least, that’s what you wanted to believe.

“And what if I don’t like you?”

His smile faltered. “Then we won’t speak about this again like you want and we’ll go back to just being friends. But, do you like me?”

You didn’t know how to answer so you diverted. “Kiss me again and I’ll tell you after.”

He let out a small breath of relief and leaned down to kiss you. You panicked for a moment right before he kissed you. You had bought yourself some time to figure out how you were going to answer him but then all those scared thoughts drifted away when his mouth was actually on you. His lips were gentle yet firm as they moved against yours. Tentatively you found yourself reaching for him again, your arms winding around his neck to pull him closer. His hand cradled the back of your head, fingers tangled in your hair. You felt the gentle prod of his tongue against your lips and you opened them gladly to taste him deeper.

You pulled back for air, eyes half closed and faces only a breath apart.

“One second, let me just,” he pulled you up and sat you on his lap. “Is this okay?”

“Very okay.” You pulled him in to kiss him again. You could feel him smiling against your lips.

Your heart was hammering in your chest. When you had kissed him you had thought you had just made an embarrassing mistake in a moment of weakness. You were mentally preparing yourself to withstand a long awkward walk back to campus and maybe begging your mother to let you transfer to Nesonia University just to avoid Xavier in class. You certainly hadn’t expected him to admit that he liked you and had apparently liked you since you met.

You weren’t even sure what your own feelings were. You definitely thought he was attractive, that couldn’t be refuted. It annoyed you before that he was so good looking cause it would have made him easier to detest if he didn’t have such kind eyes or a sweet smile or a toned and trim body. But you knew you admired him. He was truly a great combatant and he did really well in the academic classes you took together so you knew he was smart. He was also the only person you could come close to calling a friend.

Maybe that was part of what scared you so much about kissing him. If he hadn’t responded in kind then you would have ruined the first real friendship you’d had in years.

But it wasn’t ruined. At least you hoped it wasn’t.

Nothing felt wrong right now, not while he was holding you so close and his lips were so soft and his arms kept your body warm and tingling all the way down to your toes.

You moved your mouth down from his lips to plant a kiss on his jaw and you heard his breath catch and his grip on you tightened slightly. You pulled back to look at him and found him blushing. “Too much?” you asked.

“Not at all.” he cleared his throat, “Can I do something similar?”

“Sure.”

“Good.” he tilted your head to the side and latched his mouth to your neck. A shiver ran up your spine at the feeling of his lips against your throat. His breath was hot as he dipped to the other side of your neck and pressed another open mouthed kiss there.

The more you tried to think up some kind of excuse to give after you were done making out the more insistent Xavier’s attention seemed to get, driving everything else from your head. He had pulled back the collar of your shirt just enough to suck a bruise on your collar where it could stay hidden.

You weren’t expecting it and even more you weren’t expecting the sigh that fell out of your mouth that sounded far too much like a moan. Xavier pulled back to look at you. “Was that--”

Before he could finish his sentence and ask another embarrassing question you cut him off by plastering your mouth to his. You didn’t want questions, you didn’t want any hard talks, you just wanted to enjoy this. At least for tonight you were going to let yourself have whatever it is you wanted with no one to tell you that it wasn’t what you were supposed to do.

Since he had decided to mark you you decided you were entitled to a little love bite yourself. You sucked a bruise low on his neck that was only partially covered by his shirt but he didn’t seem to mind your placement. If what you felt trapped between you was any indication he seemed to really like it actually.

Xavier pulled back, his face beet red as he realized what had happened. “Sorry.” he cleared his throat, looking away from you in embarrassment, “I um…I don’t know why it--”

“Xavier,” you tilted his face back to yours. You could handle this far better than emotions at least. “Did your interest stop at only kissing me?”

“Of course not.” he had pushed your hips back so you weren’t pressing right against it. “But I didn’t want you to think that I was going to try anything else while we’re stranded in the woods. I figured if you said you liked me too then we’d discuss all of that later.”

“We don’t have to do a lot, we can just enjoy the sensation while we makeout.” you threaded your hands through his hair, enjoying the way he melted into your touch. “And if you are interested, I have a proposal for you.”

“What is it?”

“Tomorrow after we get out of the woods and back to campus I am going to go get my ankle checked, report Irene and Dean for trying to possibly kill me, and at midnight you can come by my dorm where I will ride you till my legs break. Does that appeal to you?”

“I found another thing I like about you,” he said, “you’re bold.”

You couldn’t help but smile as he pulled you in for another kiss, this time pressing your hips back against him so you could grind yourself against the bulge in his pants. You weren’t bothering to hide or quiet your moans this time. You both knew what you were doing and there was no shame in it.

He let you control the pace, leaving his hands free to roam your body. You jumped when he found his way under your shirt, warming his cold hands against your overheated body. “Xavier!” you tried wriggling away but he held you in place. “Your hands are freezing!”

“Yes, and I’m trying to warm them up.” he ran them up your back, watching with amusement as your body shivered.

“I am telling you right now, if you ever want a chance at seeing me naked you’re gonna get those icicle fingers off me now.”

“That’s the first mean thing you’ve ever said to me.” he pouted, pulling his hands away.

“Maybe to your face.”

“Did I really make you that angry?”

“Kinda! I was top of my class for so long and then the first day you effortlessly put me on my ass. Who wouldn’t that piss off?”

“I wouldn’t say it was effortless, you gave me quite the fight.” he wrapped his arms around your middle, “I should have known from that moment that getting close to you was going to be an uphill battle. But I don’t regret it a bit.”

“Are you saying that because I all but promised to have sex with you when we get back to campus?”

“Of course not. How many times do I have to tell you that I think you’re incredible before you believe me?” he brushed his nose against yours, “Now can I get answer to my question?”

“About the telling me you think I’m incredible?”

“No. Whether or not you like me. I can tell you’re trying to avoid it but I’m not going to let you distract me again until I get an answer.”

Damn it! You had hoped he wouldn’t have noticed but you really needed to stop underestimating him.

“Xavier…I…” your hands clutched at the fabric of his coat. “I do. I like you.”

“You don’t seem happy about it.” he frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“There’s just a lot going on in my head right now.” you sighed, resting your head on his shoulder. “But I do like you. I think I have for a while but I refused to let myself believe it because I didn’t want to like you. I wanted to hate you. You make it really hard to hate you though.”

“I guess I’ll take that as a compliment.” he pressed a kiss to the side of your head. “Now, it’s late and as much as I would love to continue kissing you we need to get some sleep.”

“Right.” You arranged yourselves in the lean to, Xavier taking his position behind you to hold you again as you slept. “Good night, Xavier.”

“Good night, theá mou.” he whispered as he nodded off.

You heart picked up and you cast your gaze to the starlit sky. Maybe he was hoping you hadn’t taken any ancient Philosian language classes. Maybe he didn’t care whether you understood him or not. The sentiment would not change.

Theá mou. My goddess.

Xavier had compared you to a god once when you had what you thought would be your falling out. Apparently he had meant it. He really did think the world of you, didn’t he? And if you allowed yourself a moment of brutal honesty you knew you thought the same of him.

But didn’t he deserve better? Didn’t he deserve someone who was kind and loving from the start instead of all the vitriol you had thrown at him? He was a good person and he deserved someone just as good. So why settle for you?

You liked him. You liked him far more than you should and it killed you inside. Nothing you wanted was ever truly yours to have and Xavier would be no different. He was not what was chosen for you and so he would disappear.

If you were a goddess in his eyes then he should know that falling for a god never ends well for mortals. They will leave you high and dry with a taste of ash that was once their love in your mouth. And it may hurt the god to leave but not even something so sweet as mortal love can overcome the fear of abandoning their heavenly perch.

[alleyross]

xavier will always look for his first love, and it’s not every mc he ever meets. it’s the first one, that one who died in his arms, too fragile and mortal.

he feels rather distant from the mc whom he left on philos. maybe because he’s afraid to lose her as well, but his nonchalance seems too natural. maybe because she’s not quite her.

the mc from earth reminds him of his first love the most.

and the mc from philos is destined to be forever in a competition with a doomed version of herself.

[lovelaughsimp]

me and Xavier core :3

[moonsavior]

Parallels are so fun

[tumbling-through-deepspace]

Caretaker Foreseer

In a castle surrounded by ice and endless white, a Demi-god meets one who's existence will tilt his world on its axis.

The sweet caress of frosty winds passed through lilac feathers, and laughter rang through the air. Most of her people had already migrated to warmer climates but she was always the kind to not follow the flock.

Lyssa loved this kind of weather, the nippy cold air and light snowflakes that felt soft to the touch and she loved most of all, visiting the tower's occupant and his Jasmin flowers.

The Foreseer. Zayne Li. The two met by chance when she hurt one of her wings and took refuge in his castle of ice and glass.

She had not anticipated the snowstorm that descended upon her during her flight, so the howling winds and blinding snow caused her to fly into a mountain side, fracturing her wing. Luckily, she was taught how to survive if her wings ever became incapacitated.

So, tucking them in, she used her evol to regulate body heat and ventured to find cover. Luckily it did not take long to find a cave which she used for cover.

"Why do I always seem to find myself in some sort of predicament. Can't the gods send some luck my way?"

Said luck was stumbling through a clearing and seeing a grand castle standing tall and majestic.

Believe it or not, she had her moments and felt too lazy to walk, so Lyssa thought it was a bright idea to use her wings to fly to the castle.

It went as well as you think it would go... she did make it up (painstakingly) but crash landed into what looked like a throne room.

"Not your best landing Lys. Do better."

"Who are you?"

Zayne spent his time alone, taking care of the castle and attending to the duty bestowed upon him by the god Astra.

His life mundane but he was content... he thought that until she appeared. Wings of lilac, curly hair that were disheveled by the winds and a voice that echoed with melodies.

At first, he thought she was there to steal from him but after she proved that she was not even knowledgeable about his existence until that very moment, he offered sanctuary.

This left him confused. Others who trespassed never made it this far yet something about her made him act differently.

She explained that her wing was fractured, which she demonstrated as proof. That it would take a few weeks to heal since this was not the first time this happened to her.

How can she say such a thing with such optimism?

The following weeks started off a bit awkward due to their different personalities but as the saying goes: No man is an island.

She followed him like a duckling but was respectful and never imposed when he needed to be left alone.

At some point he started seeking her out. She told him about her flock and that she never felt at home with them, so she would travel on her own.

She would tend to his Jasmine flowers that only bloom when she sang to them.

He never released how lonely he was until she became an important part of his life.

Now, here they were two months later.

"Please Zayne! I promise I won't drop you. It's a perfect day for flying and you can help me test the strength of my wings."

The Demi-god gave her a deadpanned look "I will not be your guineapig, Lyssa. If you wish to have a test of strength, I can make very frigid weather."

They were having a midday walk around his courtyard. Lyssa giggled which sounded like chirps; she then burst into a sprint before taking flight.

Zayne looked up as she ascended higher, admiring the way she did flips and turns. In all his years, he has never met someone so carefree and there was a pang in his heart because she would have to leave. The seasons were changing again.

Birds and ice don't mix. He was surprised that she stayed as long as she did. Zayne blinked in surprise when her face suddenly appeared in front of him.

She was hovering off the ground, wings flapping lightly. A small smile on her face as her luminous violet eyes were filled with mirth.

"You were so deep in thought, Mr. Zayne. It seems that I can handle long flights and high altitudes now without my wing hurting."

His brow crinkled together, "I guess you'll be on your way now."

She took his face in her hands. "Don't make that face. I'll visit. Thank you for taking care of me. Hey! I know, can I give you a gift?"

"Depends on what it is."

"Gosh Zayne, for a Demi-god, you are such a pessimist. I give you my word that my gift will not bring you harm in any way, now or in any future. Would it be presumptuous to say that I feel a connection between us, and I wish to leave a piece of me with you?"

"Do you do this often?" not answering her question. His heart skipped a beat that she wanted to stay connected to him.

"I've only done this with one other person, but I'll tell you about him another day."

"Who is -"

"Another time. I think you'll like him. I have a connection with him, too... the big grouch. So can I give you, my gift?"

Zayne looked into her eyes, a new feeling flared up at the thought that someone else got this offer but her giddy expression and anticipated gaze made him sigh "very well. You have my permission."

Squealing, he was taken off guard when she flung herself at him, her lips fell on his in an electrifying kiss, ribbons of light danced along his skin, and before he could recuperate, she pulled away.

"Now a piece of me will always be with you. I put some of my special evol in your system, so you'll be able to talk to me whenever you want."

"Huh?" What exactly just happened? Why does his skin feel like it's vibrating, and his ears had a faint ringing to it that sounded like singing.

Lyssa snorted, "Not so eloquent... there is now a connection between us. We will always find our way back to each other, plus I'm told by the elders of my flock that it brings the ones who have been gifted, a huge blessing. Don't ask me what it is, it depends on the person."

Zayne's expression softened at her exuberant explanation. She was so full of life. He ran a finger down her cheek.

"Don't go."

She smiled sadly, "I'll return to you, Zayne. This I promise. Unless you come with me, and I fly you to my next destination."

The snowball to her face had her laughing until her eyes watered.

The rest of the afternoon was spent in each other's company, thoughts on one another as they chose not to dwell on her upcoming departure.

The gift bestowed would bring a huge change to each of their lives, one that they could never be able to fathom.

[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

Philo

Location: Linkon City

Details:

Philo is a flower shop in Linkon City. Though it was built on the site of Sweetie's Cake Shop, most locals have already forgotten when it first appeared on a street corner. Its backyard is a greenhouse, and it's third floor is a workspace.

Notable features include its glass windows, which have the ability to conceal the interior and inhabitants from outside onlookers. Activation of this feature causes the glass to briefly flicker before returning to normal.

The first time (chronologically) it was mentioned in the game was in the World Underneath story "From the Stars", where Xavier describes it as overflowing with marigolds. In the present, it has tiny, blue, star-like flowers cascading from its third-floor balcony and onto surrounding the buildings. According to the in-game note, "one can often see starlight surrounding the backyard light fireflies" on nights with little moonlight.

It is owned and operated by Jeremiah (below), who both lives and works at the location.

[soli-nepenthe]

Just throwing a Sylus lore question out there:

Is Sylus a dragon that can change his form at will (human -> dragon) and something in between? His clothing/armour morphing into dragon scales?

Or

Was he once human but somehow entered a deal/became corrupted and now has the power of a dragon? The protocore (?) heart in the middle of his chest looks painful but also the lines from his 4☆ myth card, Bloodnight Blaze,

"Enduring this searing pain is the price of wielding incomparable power" ?

(Is that why he named his crow Mephisto?)

[glitchxavier]

some thoughts about xavier's lore:

there are two versions of mc on philos (that we know of).

both versions were xavier's classmates. how long was he in school for? we don't know when first mc died, but assuming she was reincarnated into a new body, doesn't that mean xavier is like... way older than her?

immortal baby face privilege, i suppose

[scarletardor]

it's the views on the dragon sylus trailer surpassing the views for the xavier story branch trailer for me

[nightyl]

my beautiful beautiful prince.

i love him so much. he looks so majestic in this outfit. my favorite, honestly. also that pose? i fw it so much!!