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After completing Trailblaze Mission Passage, Reveal the Past Once More, Phainon will appear in "Eternal Holy City" Okhema:

Voice Lines

(Version 1)

▶ "Every corner of Okhema has something beautiful to see. I hope you have a wonderful time here!"

(Version 2)

▶ "Whether it's a guide, a mercenary, or a friend you need, I can fulfill all roles!"

Dialogue

"Eternal Holy City" Okhema

Phainon: Hey there, partner! Must've been tough for you lately... Sure enough, you've been writing your own epic in Amphoreus. Let's keep on chasing that flame together, you and me!

Phainon: Did you come looking for me because there's something urgent you need help with? I'm ready anytime!

I want to chat with you.

Phainon: Of course! Anything you'd like to talk about?

Have any hobbies?

Phainon: There are quite a lot of things I enjoy. But as for what I'd call a hobby... I'm afraid only fighting and treasure appraisal make the cut.

Fighting? Now we're talking!

Phainon: Right? I love that feeling of being completely focused while swinging a sword, thinking of nothing but defeating the opponent before you.

Phainon: But Mydei says I don't truly love battle...

Phainon: "It's because you can only briefly free yourself from the duty of saving the world in those fleeting moments at the threshold of death." That's what he said.

Phainon: Ha... I'm not that noble. Compared to me, Mydei carries far heavier duties alone in Castrum Kremnos, don't you think?

Treasure appraisal? Really didn't expect that one from you.

Phainon: Don't sell me short like that — I studied treasure appraisal with Mr. Theodoros for a long time, and I've made some good progress. I'm on my way to being an expert.

Phainon: Aside from maintaining my weapons, most of my modest daily expenses go toward it.

Phainon: It's not that I'm particularly fond of collecting antiques... Practicing appraisal requires buying lots of items that might or might not be genuine. But, perhaps due to my bad luck, I often end up with a whole sack full of fakes...

Are there many Chrysos Heirs in the prophecy?

Phainon: Yes, partner, there are. The prophecy speaks of way more than one — twelve Chrysos Heirs in total, each a hero capable of returning the Coreflames and inheriting the divinity of the Titans.

But you're the only one called the Deliverer.

Phainon: Haha... When I first heard that title, I felt a bit embarrassed. After all, I'm not exactly a kid anymore, the kind who'd wave a wooden sword and prattle on about how they're going to save the world.

Phainon: To be honest, even after joining the Flame-Chase Journey, I still felt pretty immature — especially when compared to my companions.

Phainon: I don't have Aglaea's foresight and strategy, Mydei's conviction and resilience, or Castorice's rationality and caution... I even lack Tribbie's optimism and determination.

Phainon: Yet, my companions call me the most perfect Chrysos Heir, and the people of Okhema revere me as the Deliverer.

Phainon: Encouragement, hope, yearning, and prayers... The heavy burdens my shoulders bear are ones that I cannot possibly let down.

Phainon: So, I've come to terms with it. If they call me the Deliverer... why not gracefully accept the title?

But there don't seem to be twelve of you right now.

Phainon: Aglaea once said... the Flame-Chase is a journey of constant loss. A thousand years ago, another group of great Chrysos Heirs forged a blood pact and embarked on a journey to strike down the Titans.

Phainon: Perhaps it was fate at work... Though they succeeded in returning several Coreflames during the first Flame-Chase Journey, it ended in blood, tears, and failure.

Phainon: Those heroic predecessors laid the foundation for greatness with their lives, gave the people confidence, and pointed the way forward.

Phainon: Though we can't see them, every time we head to the Vortex of Genesis or listen to the voices of the Titans, I can feel the spirits of our predecessors alongside us.

About the Flame Reaver and your past...

Phainon: Haha... do I look that fragile? It seems that every companion I've spent time with assumes I have a past so heavy it's hard to let go of.

Phainon: Honestly, it's not that bad! Before I encountered the Flame Reaver, I might have still been bound by that shadow. After all, as a child, I saw that tall, black figure as cruel and invincible.

Phainon: But when I stood face-to-face with them, crossing blades, those buried fears and sorrow ignited into a surging battle spirit and anger.

They are not just your enemy.

Phainon: Exactly. Now, the Flame Reaver stands in opposition to the Flame-Chase Journey. They are the enemy of Okhema and all who hold beautiful hopes for the Era Nova.

Phainon: You might think I've now gained the chance for personal revenge.

Phainon: But trust me... my grudge pales in comparison to Amphoreus's future.

They've already been defeated by us.

Phainon: That's right. With the combined strength of the heroes, we defeated it in Castrum Kremnos. With Mydei's final strike alone, even if it managed to avoid complete annihilation, it must be gravely weakened.

Phainon: Still, we can't let our guard down. Before it returns, I'll sharpen my blade to protect my companions... At the very least, I won't let tragedies like what happened to Trianne happen before my eyes again.

That's all for now. Let's chat next time!

Phainon: Sure. Feel free to find me any time!

Nothing urgent for now. Let's chat next time!

Phainon: Sure. Feel free to find me any time!

(Obtain Memory Crystal Shard ×1, one-time only)

Beyond Time: An Eternal Page

After completing Trailblaze Mission Fallen Petals, Leave Fading Traces of Fragrance, Phainon may appear in the following locations in Beyond Time: An Eternal Page:

Dialogue

(Sunlit Garden, with Audata and Hieronymus)

Phainon: Dad, Mom, everyone... I'm home.

Hieronymus: Phainon... you... you've grown taller.

Phainon: Haha... It's been so long. You almost didn't recognize me, did you?

Audata: Of course not, mom recognized you at first glance. Still the same scatterbrained kid who just barrels ahead without thinking!

Audata: Hieronymus, look! He's grown so strong. He was all baby-faced when he first left home, but now, he's even taller than you!

Hieronymus: That's a good thing! Otherwise, how could he live up to the title of "Deliverer"?

Phainon: Hey— Mom, Dad!

Word sure travels fast around here.

Is our Deliverer blushing?

Hieronymus: Heh, who would've thought? Back then, you were all about "wanting to learn swordsmanship at Castrum Kremnos!" And now look at you, you've actually beaten Nikador!

Hieronymus: Having a talented kid like you work the fields would be a real waste of potential.

Phainon: Haha... Dad, I can't take all the credit for this.

Phainon: I couldn't have made it this far without the friends who walked this path with me: my teachers, my rivals, and... my best companion.

That's right! That's me!

We're great partners!

Phainon: It's a long story... I'll tell you all about it slowly.

Audata: This kid of mine must have been quite a handful! Here, I made some honey suncakes. Please, help yourself!

Audata: Phainon, I know you've seen the world out there, but don't you dare look down on your mom's cooking!

Phainon: No way, I've been craving Aedes Elysiae's food for ages!

(Subsequent Interactions)

Phainon: Partner, come try my parents' cooking.

It's all over.

Phainon: Haha, all thanks to you. If you hadn't shouldered this burden, I'd probably still be wandering aimlessly in desperation, wouldn't I?

Phainon: To gain... and then to lose. To struggle... only to end up with nothing.

Phainon: I've grown used to those faces briefly lingering before me, and then hastily departing.

Phainon: It's almost laughable... Sometimes in a daze, I still wonder if this is all just a dream... After waking up in that wheat field, will I have to face another endless journey?

Don't worry, we're all here by your side.

Phainon: Yeah, I've got you and all our buddies.

Don't let it traumatize you.

Phainon: As soon as the journey ended, they rushed me to the Twilight Courtyard for a diagnosis. Lady Tribbie was worried about the Coreflame's effects on my body, while Professor Anaxa... was probably just purely curious.

Phainon: The doctor advised me to chat more, exercise more, eat more, and sleep more.

Phainon: Now, I have no reason to keep moping around. It's time to get a fresh start!

Time to get some proper rest at home.

Phainon: Haha, before heading home I thought I could get some good rest, but I quickly found out there's quite a lot to be done.

Phainon: Chopping firewood for Dad, making bows for Uncle Galba, sharing tales from the Grove with Mrs. Pythias... And then there's Piso and Livia, always pestering me for stories. It takes quite some effort to satisfy their curiosity.

Phainon: Oh right, I should also visit the fairies in the Membrance Maze... It's been a while. I bet they've made a complete mess of things again in their usual scatterbrained way?

Phainon: Haha, looks like we'll have our hands full for quite a while to come.

(If this option has not been completed yet)

Is there anything you want me to remember?

(Submit "Fruit of Time" ×1: Phainon: Originally, I wanted to entrust Dawnmaker to you, but it has witnessed too much pointless bloodshed. I fear it wouldn't make for an appropriate gift.; Phainon: As luck would have it, Chartonus made a batch of replicas while forging it. I'll let you keep this one as a memento, partner.
(Obtain Dawnmaker Model)

Take a good rest.

Phainon: Hmm. Looking forward to meeting you again... partner.

(Dome of the Stars, with Mydei)

Mydei: Yo!

Phainon: Sup?

Mydei: ...Isn't this the Blazing Sun that is destined to rise?

Phainon: ...Isn't this the agony this world needs?

This is so awkward I wanna sink through the floor.

Is this a duo comedy act, Amphoreus chapter?

I'm here to join you.

Phainon: Hey partner, why don't you do that thing too, you know...

Phainon: "But I am not the Deliverer—"

"But rather the Nameless who dwells among mortals—"

Phainon: Hmm, that's right, your spirit is even more fiery and intense than two of us combined!

Drats, he remembered it all.

That's the kind of line you should say during combat!

Phainon: Haha, saying stuff like that after saving the world, you do sound like an over-enthusiastic goofball.

Phainon: But seeing him walk over with that smirk on his face, I knew he couldn't resist taking a few jabs at me... Ah well, some things never change.

Phainon: Haven't had the chance to properly say "long time no see," Mydei.

Mydei: ...It's been a while, Phainon.

Mydei: I've heard that in the "Holy Grail War" beyond the sky, someone's deepest wish was to return to the past Aedes Elysiae.

Mydei: Seeing you having such an intimate reunion with your kinship, I thought the Deliverer would only have time for family from the homeland, and would only get around to greeting old friends when you had some spare time.

Phainon: Of course not! I saw you with Queen Gorgo and King Eurypon, and the scene was so heartwarming that I didn't want to disturb you.

Phainon: Look, I even brought honey suncakes and grape pies made by my mom. They're just as tasty as the pomegranate goat milk from Castrum Kremnos.

Phainon: Next time, why not take me to visit the former King and Queen of Kremnos and let them have a taste of Aedes Elysiae's specialties?

Didn't someone want to practice martial arts in Kremnos when he was a kid?

Didn't someone misspell "graype pies" before?

Phainon: Hey, hey, aren't we still partners? Even though I entrusted you with my memories and wishes, there's no need to reveal everything at a time like this...

Phainon: Back then, my mind was filled with everyone else's wishes, while my own wish remained a complete blank. I just wanted to turn back the hands of destiny... to prevent what had yet to happen.

Phainon: But now, I've found meaning in the blankness, and gradually, new desires are taking shape.

Mydei: Being so roundabout isn't like you at all. Just tell us what you wish for directly. (Trailblazer) is also listening.

Phainon: Um, Mydei, sorry, I want to formally tell you something...

Phainon: Can you take me to your libraryGibranipar Grand Library again?

Mydei: ...

Mydei: My library has no locks. The key was placed in your hands the moment our promise was made.

Let me break it down: The promise still stands.

So your library is invite-only.

Mydei: Naturally, it's also open to the Deliverer from beyond the sky. Haven't you already read some of those articles?

Phainon: Haha, really? That's fantastic!!!

(Subsequent interactions)

Phainon: Hey partner, if you could visit Mydei's library, what kind of books would you most want to check out?

If it's his taste...

Phainon: Must be quite a sour taste, I'd say? There's probably some poetry he likes, and chronicles of Castrum Kremnos...

Phainon: Maybe there are some lost Kremnos sayings? If I secretly learn a few more, I'd know how to deal with him next time.

Have you... been there before?

Phainon: How do you know that?

Phainon: Actually, there's a scene in my mind: Compared to the crumbling city walls, the library of Kremnos was strangely well-preserved. I wanted to pick up a scroll to examine it closely, but my eyes were so scorched that I couldn't make out any of the text, no matter how hard I tried...

Phainon: Then those fragile volumes also went up in flames...

Phainon: Ha! Just dusty old memories now. I swore to myself I'd never forget, but now I can't even tell if they were dreams or reality. At least this time, when I go back, things won't play out the same way.

(If this option has not been completed yet)

Is there anything you want me to remember?

(Submit "Fruit of Time" ×1: Phainon: Originally, I wanted to entrust Dawnmaker to you, but it has witnessed too much pointless bloodshed. I fear it wouldn't make for an appropriate gift.; Phainon: As luck would have it, Chartonus made a batch of replicas while forging it. I'll let you keep this one as a memento, partner.
(Obtain Dawnmaker Model)

I'll go ask him what books he has.

Phainon: That's so you! Let's keep the surprise until the very last moment.

(Dome of the Stars with Anaxa and Aglaea

Phainon: Partner, you're finally here.

Phainon: Every time Professor Anaxa and Aglaea stand together, it means Okhema is about to be turned upside down. Even now, I can't let my guard down...

What are they talking about?

Ooh, drama? Count me in!

Aglaea: Heh, I heard all of that.

Aglaea: Nothing major, I just wanted to find someone to discuss the new Titan myths circulating on the streets lately.

Anaxa: What did I tell you? Even without the golden thread, the illustrious Lady Goldweaver still loves keeping tabs on everyone. And you, Phainon...

Aglaea: As luck would have it, I also know what you're about to say...

Aglaea: "Phainon's just like that lady, not letting even the smallest detail slip by. Whose student is he really?"

Busted, Professor Anaxa...

Anaxa: Is my brain some kind of publicly shared folder? Everyone just loves to come and interpret it as they please.

Stop arguing, we're all his teachers.

Phainon: Huh? Partner, what are you talking about?

Phainon: The Titan myths circulating on the streets... I have a bad feeling about it. Could it be that one called Hidden Hatred: The Butterfly and the Tree?

Phainon: "A girl named Mnestia caught Cerces' attention while studying at the Grove, but Cerces discovered that her closeness was merely to gain academic guidance, which made their relationship grow complicated..."

Phainon: ...Professor Anaxa, may I continue?

Anaxa: Why are you asking me? It's about Cerces, what does it have to do with me?

Phainon: Well... After all, some people think that the Bough of Rift and Chrysalis of Gold depicted in this book are alluding to a certain new cycle!

Phainon: "Years later, their successors' relationship deteriorated to the point of becoming sworn enemies. During one encounter, they accused each other of not even deigning to look at one another properly, and nearly came to blows."

Phainon: Oh! And there's a postscript: "All myths get embellished by later generations. These two Titans weren't as lovey-dovey as the legends suggest, they just had some occasional collaboration..."

Aglaea: So, Anaxagoras, what do you think?

Anaxa: If you ask me, there's only one redeeming quality about it.

Aglaea: A bit of occasional collaboration?

Anaxa: All myths are mixed with later embellishments.

Aglaea: Indeed, that's quite an astute observation from a scholar. I was the one being hesitant with my stitches.

Phainon: Did I hear that right? Aglaea actually praised Professor Anaxa to his face?

Aglaea: Since regaining my sight, I've resumed my work as a "weaver." Ctesiphona from the bookstore commissioned me to weave a Titan-mythology-themed tapestry for her shop.

Aglaea: ...Though, after hearing these new versions circulating in the streets, I started contemplating how to arrange and edit them.

Anaxa: Well, that's rare. Since when did Lady Goldweaver start caring about what others think?

Aglaea: After all, these new pair of eyes were no different from those of a child first observing the world. There was still so much to see and learn.

Aglaea: The people of the new world deserve to learn about the "history" through a better story, don't they?

Anaxa: Hah! Speaking of which, we have someone right here. (Trailblazer), I heard you're planning to take the story of Amphoreus beyond the sky...

Anaxa: To weave a tapestry, wouldn't (her/his) story make the perfect blueprint?

Leave it to me! I'll write with absolute fairness and objectivity.

Don't worry, I can figure out everyone's relationships on my own.

Aglaea: Then I'll look forward to the day when you bring the story back again.

(Subsequent interactions)

Phainon: Good thing I was there, I don't even want to imagine what would've happened otherwise. At least the tension's not as thick now, right?

Have they been at each other's throats since they first met?

Phainon: At least that's how the two of them were when I joined the Flame-Chase.

Phainon: Professor Anaxa and Aglaea were both people who knew how to read the situation. In times of crisis, they could set aside their differences and work together...

Phainon: Now that everything's calm, they're at each other's throats bickering... *sigh* I guess you could say... the chemistry between people really is a mysterious thing!

Got any more street reads? Hook me up.

Phainon: Of course, I've read quite a few books like that. Stuff like Something's Wrong with My Flame-Chase Journey, The Imperator's Personal Blade Maiden, The Class-Skipping Cat at Divine Academy...

Phainon: Shh, let's keep our voices down. If you're interested, I'll take you to the bookstore to peek quietly.

(If this option has not been completed yet)

Is there anything you want me to remember?

(Submit "Fruit of Time" ×1

Phainon: Why are you getting all serious all of a sudden? Ah well, you left me no choice but to solemnly pull out this thing.

Phainon: Originally, I wanted to entrust Dawnmaker to you, but it has witnessed too much pointless bloodshed. I fear it wouldn't make for an appropriate gift.

Phainon: As luck would have it, Chartonus made a batch of replicas while forging it. I'll let you keep this one as a memento, partner.

Okhema can't do without you.

Phainon: While I appreciate the compliment, stop teasing me already!