─── ･ ｡ﾟ♫ ･
❛ 𝐈 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔
𝐂𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄.
So as you fade away alive, I lay dying.
See, my wait is you, and I won't go on. ❜
The son of Hades unear...
★。＼｜／。★ MAY THE MUSIC PASSING THROUGH THIS DEVICE SOMEHOW HELP BRING JUST A LITTLE MORE PEACE TO THIS TROUBLED WORLD. __________________
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HE IS THE UNTARNISHED STAR OF THE GODS. The one and only pure star of Olympus, untainted by tales of dead and legends drenched in gore. Lysander is Apollo's golden charmer, the muse of Aphrodite, the voice whose melodies reduced Zeus to tears--Il est le chef-d'œuvre des Parques! The quintessence of divine grace and beauty, gleaming with a brilliance akin to a dazzling sun among a thousand moons. He was designed to be so, forged of celestial bronze and made in the image of his father, destined to outshine all others. So, why should Lysander neglect to illuminate the entirety of the world when his very code is inscribed in the language of the cosmos? How is it justifiable to confine him to the realm of Mount Olympus when a world of mortals aches to be enthralled and inspired by his very existence?
Indeed, he is not just any creation! Lysander is the Chryseae Celedone, the newest version of automaton perfection, the most gifted among them all. And thus he snuck away, descending onto Earth to share his luminous gift with those who dwell below—until Percy Jackson appeared, destroying all his dreams like a crescendo ruptured by a deafening clash of cymbals, leaving only a shattered melody echoing in the empty halls of his heart.
