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    The owner looked shocked when she asked for that much, then delighted. “Of course! Take this complementary mask with you as well! Comes with all of our purchases.” A mask identical to the one Lygus wore was thrust into her hand. It was incredibly realistic. Almost made her shudder. 

    Out of curiosity, she put it on. She could actually see perfectly fine, somehow. Stelle would have to ask Anaxa to investigate the mask later. It also fit well on her face, and was surprisingly comfortable. She could see why Lygus had liked to wear it. If she had a face as ugly as his, she’d wear this too. 

    Stelle took some pictures of the stand for good measure, then stepped away with her haul. She could visit the rest of Star Rail Fest later. Right now, she really wanted to show the Heirs what she found. 

    (Somehow, taking off the mask never crossed her mind.)

    Stelle gets a cool little mask at Star Rail Fest. She forgets to take it off before going into the Eternal Page

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    05 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 99

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    “Lord Phainon…” Hyacine starts, “have you been pushing your body to look like your old self?” Her voice breaks with her words.

    The betrayal felt is clear as day. Phainon has no choice but to keep his head down in ashamed silence. Here he was, bearing the visage of the Chrysos Heirs' executioner, and staring at the ground like a kicked dog.

    Mydei groans, leaning back in his chair with a huff. “A whole year of that, and look where it got you. I guess this is your version of falling ill.”

    With one final sniffle, Hyacine composes herself, ever the doctor. “Alright. Rest here until you can change back. I won’t ask you to walk home like this. But, doctor’s orders: from now on, when you’re home, you must allow your body to breathe properly!”

    What else could Phainon do but nod?

    Within The Eternal Page, a year has passed since the battle with Irontomb. The retired life is going well enough for Phainon, spending his days happily idling away.

    That is, until his body suddenly bursts into flames, shining light on his most deeply hidden secrets.

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    05 Jul 2026

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    Healing food for post 3.7

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    You've seen it. A fic formatted like a classified document. A chapter that looks like a real social media feed. An interactive game, somehow, inside an AO3 work. You clicked the kudos button. You thought: how.

    This is the tutorial that answers that.

    A beginner-friendly guide to HTML and CSS on AO3 — no prior coding experience required. By the end of this series, you'll know enough to write formatted fics, build your own workskins, style your entire AO3 interface, and maybe make something that makes other people stop and think how.

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    04 Jul 2026

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    Study material

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    "Then you'd know that everyone in Okhema thinks we are romantically involved."

    "I know about the rumors. I started it."

    Mydei tries to get to the bottom of why everyone thinks he and Phainon are dating. No Verax Leo statues were harmed in the process.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    Made me giggle like a moron ... 10/10

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    He is not going to last this cycle. A thousand cycles ago he had to drape himself in an old cloak taken from the ruins of Aidonia to hide the worst of the damage he has done to himself. A hundred cycles ago he shattered Dawnmaker, and has not had the capability to forge it anew.  Fifty cycles ago he picked up a set of armor from the ruins of Castrum Kremnos to hide the state of his face. Forty nine cycles ago he gave up convincing Aglaea and Cerydra and Tribios on who he was under the armor and cloak and fell back to the only plan he had left, the one he knew would always work.

    Last cycle, the Lance of Fury almost tore his body into pieces before he could take the final coreflame.

    And so now he is here, following the young version of himself.  They are close to the end, just before the mission to Styxia and a few months before the final advance on Aquila that heralds the death of light, of hope, of everything. But he is not going to last this cycle.

    Not unless he tells this Phainon, this Khaslana, everything.

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    23 Mar 2026

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    That fking killed me :cat_scream:
    It's like the end of Amphoreus all over again