Love and Deepspace x Reader

Myths: Sea of the Golden Sands Pt.4

"Lemurians who seeketh Absolute Power
Combat the treacherous tides
Dive into The Deep for pearls

Find a true love

When blessed with a true love's kiss, claim
her heart by your own hand.

A heart, pure, flawless — and filled with love. It is the best offering humans can give to a Lemurian."

—Lemurian Ruins, Slate No. 0065, Lemuria: Tomb of the Sea God.

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Half a Month Later...

Y/N's P.O.V.

You are again in the desert, where you and Rafayel visit last time. The weather has been poor, so fewer people visit the stables in the city outskirts to chat. You sit quietly in the corner, wearing the clothes Rafayel gave you. On top of them is a cloak to better disguise yourself.

Patron A:
          The winds are howling. Look at the sand, half of it is blown away.

Patron B:
          I hear something's been found underneath the granules.

Patron A:
          I'm not surprised. Our city is a miracle. Why else is the only source of water located here?

Rafayel returns and hands you a full waterskin. There's another one on his waist.

Y/N:
          Are we traveling in a distant land?

Rafayel:
         Consider it... A place Your Highness wishes to see.

Y/N:
          I want to see it?

A Lemurian dressed like Rafayel walks towards where you are. He is wearing the same unassuming robe, but it's very obvious he's mascular. He hands Rafayel the rein to a camel, then turns to you.

Unknown:
          ...

Y/N:
          ...?

He is anything but a friend. His gaze scrutinizes you. If eyes were a weapon, you'd be gravely wounded.

Y/N:
          Rafayel, he...

Unknown:
          You dare speak the name of the God of the Sea?

Y/N:
           ...?!

His gaze stops at your chest, as though he's trying to burn a hole in it. Before he could possibly start trouble , he steps back and his forehead touches the ground.

Y/N:
           He's...! Why is he bowing to me?

The sudden reverence makes you panic. You hide behind Rafayel.

Rafayel:
            ... He is not. Ignore him. He is Amund.

Amund:
           Hmph.

He stands, glares at you, then leaves.

Y/N:
           (Lemurians are rather weird.)

After the Lemurians called Amund gives you the camel, your journey began. They say Philo has 100,000 zettameters of sand, and after crossing them is another 100,000 zettameters waiting. Amund is your guide, walking ahead.

There are only two camels. You sit behind Rafayel, your arms wrapped around his waist.

Y/N:
            Rafayel, Amund called you the God of the Sea. Are you the strongest Lemurian?