How Do You Think A Myth Route Would Go, If It Was Canon?

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111 - Coward

Myth was very sure that most of the knights and other people obsessed with waving swords around would call him a coward. But there was simply no reason he could think off to knowingly put himself into harms way! And why should he enter a fight he knew wouldn't end well for him? That was simply being stupid.

Running from danger you couldn't fight was a viable strategy to prolong your own life, it had already worked during the witch hunts after all. And even kept him saver than hoping that these stupid humans would simply leave him alone, just because he really wished they would.

Running and hiding was a strategy, he could live with, as long as he came out on top in the long run. Sure, some people may call him a coward, but at least he was an alive one.  

Maybe some Myth x Lucette angst? "092. Die for you"?

092 - Die for you

'I would die for you.' Why was that sentence deemed so romantic, used as a declaration of love, when the reality about it was so terrifying?

Myth had never said these words, never indicated anything in that direction. They both hadn't known, what exactly was going on between them. Unsure, how to define it, fearing how pushing it further may change it into something suffocating.

She had never said these words either.

But during that one moment were Alcaster had managed to break free from the fight where Karma and Fritz were trying to subdue him, set in his decision to make the reason for his coup failing disappear-!

Lucette had only noticed what happened when the blood was already soaking through her clothes and Waltz was pulling her away so Rumpel could go about his work.

And now, she was damned to wait, listening to weak breaths, hoping he would wake again and not just stop breathing at some point.

What about 005?

You shall receive!

005 - Seeking Solace

Memoriesand dreams were the only solace Myth still had. His queen was encased incrystal. He was hiding who he was, unable to trust anyone and not able to moveanywhere, where hiding would be unnecessary.

He didn’twant to hide, to play loyal pawn to the king, who was undoing his queen’s work!He wanted-!

If he wascompletely truthful, he wanted his life back from before the Hunts. Being ableto hug his mother for reassurance and his father there to chase imaginarymonsters away. Seeking solace in the warmth and protection only his parents couldoffer him until they had gone up in flames together with everything else.

And whilethe queen had taken him in, she wasn’t someone to coddle her apprentices. Shewas no one to offer reassurance. Not to him, who wasn’t her child. She was noone to went to, to seek solace. She was a beacon, shining bright, but too coldto offer comfort or warmth. The only safety it offered was the light illuminatingyour surroundings.

But Mythmissed the warmth, missed the safety and having a place to belong. As it was,he needed to seek solace in his memories and dreams.

i was thinking moonlight with MythLu? thank u. sorry for bothering u.

You aren’t a bother. If writing was a bother, my ask box wouldn’t be open.

108 - Moonlight

The moon was bright in the sky, turning the room into a strange pattern of shadows and strange patches of white and different shades of gray.

And Myth couldn’t sleep. He had fallen asleep, woken up, due to a nightmare, he couldn’t remember clearly anymore and then had found himself laying awake, heart still beating to fast, thoughts still running. Normally, he would have gotten up, left the bed and found himself a book. There was always paperwork in his office, waiting to ge finished.

But he wasn’t alone and there wasn’t paperwork needed to distract himself from these feelings anymore.

His Princess, to be his Queen (always his Goddess, but he had the feeling, she wouldn’t react well to that title) was still asleep, the moonlight illuminating her form.

He didn’t dare to cast a mage light, she had proven before that she was sensitive enough to notice, even when asleep and it was enough that he was awake. And the moon was bright enough anyway.

He watched her for a bit, before he carefully reached out and grabed her hand. Both of them didn’t sleep well too close to each other. As nice as the feeling was, it felt restrictive to sleep like that. Trapped.

It was enough if the other one was there when they woke up, not that they slept together often. The king just wasn’t sure how to find a chaperon that could keep a good eye on them, regarding how both of them could magically change places.

Closing his eyes again, he concentrated on listening to her breaths and the fingers around his, he drifted off back to sleep. Even so, he was sure that her grip tightened at some point.

Myth and Lucette sibling like interactions please?

I wasn’t quite sure what to write on the matter, but in the end I went for ‘older sibling being stuck with supervising a younger sibling‘

Myth wasn’tsure what was happening right now. He had just been looking for a quiet placeto study and the garden seemed like a good choice! It was a warm day, but too cloudyto be nice and people were fearing the rain and so they were trying to stay inside.And no one ever thought about looking up, so climbing onto the tree had madethe whole situation even safer.

He hadn’texpected the maybe ten-year-old princess to be hiding between the hedges and-after having seen him climb up- trying to follow him in a similar way. Notwanting to risk his queen’s wrath he had grabbed her and pulled her up, whenshe slipped.

“Alright,princess, you managed to follow me,” he admitted calmly, forcing back aheadache at seeing the girl smirking triumphantly. “But do you also know how toclimb down?”

The smileslipped and the girl glanced down, before looking back at him.

“…help?” sheasked quietly and Myth was sure, somewhere, someone was laughing at him. And lettingher stay up here to learn her lesson would displease his queen…

Letting outa sight, he resigned himself to be unable to study for until he managed tofoster the girl off onto someone else. Beware her climbing up another tree andbeing stuck up there again and being too prideful to ask someone else for help.

021 - Anomaly

The most difficult things to plan for, Myth knew, were anomalies. Especially persistent ones. There were anomalies in strength -Waltz and he- and in sheer stubbornness -Delora- who was despite everything more of a problem than Waltz in some way, due to her closeness to the Lucis bearer.

Myth himself was also an anomaly the opposition wouldn't be expecting. For one, he was supposed to be dead. For another, he had -for now- Alcaster as his ally.

Fritz was an anomaly as well, his willingness to spend time with the princess going past the normal sense of duty.

So many anomalies he needed to keep track of and adapt his plans to...

It would be worth it, in the end.

and last but certainly not the least, is Mythros !

fun fact: black dahlias aren't actually black. they're typically red dahlias with petals much darker than the usual variant, that leads to the eye mistaking it for black

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can we have 028?

Enjoy. ^__^

028 - Anguish

The worldwas unfair. Myth had known that since the Hunts. This was simply the worldtaking it a bit further.

How couldthe traitor dare?!

As it was,there was nothing, Myth could do. Nothing outside of staring at the crystal encasedform. Wondering about her status was maddening. Was she sleeping? Aware of hersurroundings, unable to move or make herself known? Was she in pain? Did sheeven notice that time passed?

Having theonly person willing to support him was maddening!He still could remember her last words, promising sweet rewards for hisloyalty, but until then-

The fear of being found. The traitor returning,finding the cure to his curse. The traitor finding him, killing him for realthis time.

The pain uponlosing to him during the rebellion had been real, physical. Knowing that he couldstill turn back up while he was bound protecting the queen-!

It gnawed athim. Kept him awake. And while the wounds healed, there was still the dangerand the worry and nothing he could do outside of waiting and preparation.

It drovehim mad. But there was nothing he could do to stop this anguish.

108 - Moonlight

The moonlight remembered Myth of the Crystallum temporarily under his care. It was silverfish white, not blinding and -like the Crystallum at the moment- only shining in the dark.

And just like the moon was mirrored by the sun with its warm golden light, the Tenebrarum was mirrored by the Lucis, radiating warmth were the witch crystal was always emitting cold.

Myth could still remember the fight between the bearers back then (an occasion where he hadn’t tried his luck and got away to a safe distance to not become collateral damage), as both temperatures had dipped into the uncomfortable to deadly extreme and clashed, the golden glow almost racing after him, as he had lunged around a corner.

It had been a good decision, for he had needed to get his queen to safety soon after.

This whole incident was also the reason why he preferred the moonlight over the sunlight. It was much easier to enjoy the light with the colour that hadn’t almost burned him out of his life back then. Even if the other party thought so.

You can trust my opinion because I have a lot to gain by being right and I have severe tunnel vision about achieving my goals.

Mythros, probably (via incorrectdicesukiquotes)