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As I've Written/Amphoreus' Saga of Heroes.exe

Last updated 2026-01-11

This book is dedicated to The Star-Chase Nameless (Trailblazer).

Table of Content

Chapters are updated upon completion of certain Amphoreus Trailblaze Missions. Each chapter is associated with the story of a specific Chrysos Heir.

Holy Child of Passage, Tribbie

The children have walked far too long, and their footsteps once filled with doubt. The tears shed at partings also caused them to lower their sight.
The favorite child of fate tried to forsake fate. Does a fragrant land truly exist at the end of the west wind?
The three children link hands and disappear in the thousand doors, leaving only echoes that grow ever faint...
There is no need for fate to respond.

Monarch of Law, Cerydra

Time flows. Dynasties rise and fall. The people cry out for a ruler, desperate for guidance.
To the sovereign, their subjects are pawns. Even heaven and earth are just weights on a scale.
If the death of a sovereign can bring victory, then no price is too steep and everything is just a chess piece.
On the battlefield against the gods, victory always outweighs justice.

Mysterious Foreign Guest: March 7th

Two moons hang on the Veil of Evernight's scroll.
Their lights intertwine and shimmer in and out of sight, like the whirlwinds of a dance.
It is said that pearls of laughter from the skydome could be heard at the beginning of a moon cycle, dispelling the solitude of the Evernight.
Were those the mumblings of Time, or the voice of someone you once knew?

Soaring Dragon Without Restraint: Dan Heng

Deep within the earth lies a whisper from ages past, where ancient eyes gaze through the river of time.
As the giant dragon's back becomes riddled with cries of sorrow.
The will of countless souls to survive condenses into one final reverse scale —
Defiance of fate is the final crown of the guardian.

Knight of the Ocean, Hysilens

The fish swims and meanders on the pitch-black bottom of the abyss, seeking light in the gloomy seas.
The waves of agony, tides of lies, and the torrents of destiny all batter and wash against her empty soul.
She is a cold sword banner that once danced for a person's burning ambition, only to shatter into pieces.
Leaving behind only echoing music that sings for none.

Healer of the Sky, Hyacine

In the world, countless magnificent phenomena once set the boundless sky buzzing and boiling.
And when the twilight faded, the moment when the overcast mends, and dawn and dusk merge into one…
She bestows upon the wanderers the last, hazy light,
and with a swirling smile, she illuminates their sorrowful fate with rainbow radiance.

The Prisoner of Flames: Khaslana

When the world's end descends, a hero raised a sword glinting in the setting sun and challenged the night that approached dusk.
His heart pulsed with the brilliance of stars, and his eyes blazed like a fallen sun, casting silver needles upon the scarred earth.
He shrouded his name in obscurity, burying the past in the homeland frozen in memory and vowing to defend the new dawn.
Even if that dawn would consume all in its fire.

Scholar of Reason, Anaxa

What nameless being bestowed divinity on those higher existences?
The scholar walks through Grove of Epiphany and refutes all the wise ones he meets with this question alone.
For akin to the magic trick he is so skilled at, his sophistry opponents fall into his trap as soon as they open their mouths --
By admitting that divinity is indeed "bestowed" by other beings. See, throughout this blasphemer's life, he had never sought via questions...
Instead, only ever offered proof.

Weaver of Romance, Aglaea

The holy city that sees no night seems as eternal as the demigod of the Chrysalis of Gold.
Sight is now a burden to her eyes, as the golden threads around her fingertips pass her countless songs of murmurs and blood, the speech of humanity buried in the dust.
Dreams are fabrics of thousands of possibilities, and so is the future woven from the threads of destiny.
The weaver lays down her head and dreams...
...And in that dream, she spies a gold even more bright.

Champion of Strife, Mydei

His home had long been covered in dust.
Like that perilous city named Kremnos, the man's past is equally veiled in shadows. Only his infamy as the King-Slayer is recounted in echoes.
His immortal and woundless body barred all swords and blades, and also dispelled curiosity and peeking gaze.
Instead, look at his road, for that is the only way to scry into his fighting heart. He inflamed the path ahead with fire, and his road home...
Shall be paved in blood.

Servant of the Afterlife, Castorice

The glorious age falls and crumbles, and even death must seek a home.
She passed through Aidonia and souls wailed in her palms, yet there was no hatred in those sounds.
Is glory equally priced to death? To seek this answer, she never stopped her steps.
After a journey that lasted a millennium, she still does not know where her corpse should call home.

Trickery's Traveler, Cipher

Deceit and treachery... Such calamities are despised by the world, as they have been for millennia.
Yet the nimble cat-thief merely twitches her feline ears, adjusts her hood, and slips the treasures into her pocket.
The world is stingy in bestowing upon her the so-called destiny of a hero,
and she, in turn, scorns to offer a so dull and lackluster world any genuine affection.

Flawless Ego: Cyrene

When arduous years dissolve behind us and become shooting stars falling toward the unknown,
How shall we leave behind a musical note, a sentence?
How shall we remember a seed, a flower?
Perhaps, we only need to softly hum a melody as we walk toward the future.
There is no need to wait in anguish.
For where she was born, people pronounce "first encounter" as "reunion."

Genesis's Author: (Trailblazer)

I will carry the stories of The Eternal Land, toward the stars.

  • Stelle
  • Caelus
As I've Written Trailblazer (Stelle)
As I've Written Trailblazer (Caelus)
They once called you Deliverer and wove your visage.
Your names are countless, your past shrouded in mist.
Yet, the stars echo your choices.
Stories cling to your hem, like every track you've left behind.
O nameless one, you need only keep stepping forward.
Toward the brightest star to begin your journey.