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    Another cough, this time rougher, forced him to stop. His throat burned. Dante clutched the edge of the book as his body doubled over in a harsh fit that left him gasping, spittle slipping from the corner of his lips.

    Then he realized, a shadow had fallen over him. Dante looked up. Vergil stood just beside him, his armored frame towering. But something was different this time. His crimson eyes weren’t blank. They were focused.

    “Um... hey.” Dante said, voice hoarse but touched with surprise.

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    After Dante rescued his brother from Mallet Island, Dante's weakened body fell ill from the battle. Nelo Angelo isn't sure what this means, but he won't let his littermate suffer.

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    “They can say no if they aren’t okay with it.”

    “Okay with what?” Phainon asks curiously. Mydei catches him glancing his way before meeting Cipher’s eyes again.

    “It’s nothing bad,” Cipher simpers. “Just a little bit of acting on the public stage.”

    “What is it?” Mydei asks warily.

    Cipher’s grin widens into something almost manic.

    “I want you both to fake date each other to advertise this show.”

    (Fake dating, stage chemistry, and falling in love.)

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    He turns to Mydei, letting a gentle smile curve on his lips. Mydei’s eyes narrow to slits.

    “Hello there,” Phainon greets softly. He crouches down, inching closer. Mydei doesn’t budge, only tenses like a tightly coiled spring. “My name is Phainon. You’re Mydeimos, right?”

    Mydei doesn’t respond, lips pressed tightly shut. Phainon’s smile wavers, chest squeezing tight.

    “No one’s going to hurt you here,” he murmurs, extending his arm out. Mydei growls. Fear flashes through his eyes for a fleeting second, but it’s enough to have Phainon freezing in place, breath catching in his throat.

    (A mishap at the Abyss of Fate leaves Mydei a child whose only memories are of the Sea of Souls.)

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    “To be honest, Mydeimos,” he says shakily, “I wish I had the courage to say what I wanted to say before you left. I wish I had the… I guess the selfishness to ask for what I want without reservations. I wish for a lot of things regarding you. And I pray for a lot of things from you as well. There are a lot of regrets I hold surrounding you. And I will probably hold them for a long time.”

    Mydei slowly straightens his posture, eyeing Phainon critically.

    “There is nothing stopping you from telling me now,” he says. “This is your prayer, after all.”

    (In which Mydei hears the people’s prayers in the form of dreams.)

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    Phainon wakes to his Phaidei account exploding with notifications, a small war in his comments section, and half the people convinced he’s running the Phaidei account, with the top reply being:

    Deliberber @phaifan33550336
    replying to @phaidei
    Dawg look at my deliverer shipping himself with Mydeimos we’re cooked

    It’s enough for him to click on his Weaver account in a frenzied panic, scroll to the settings, and click “delete”—mashing all the buttons, captchas, and “deletes” until he finally sees the “This account no longer exists” on his page.

    “Oh my god,” he mutters, heart racing. He chucks his teleslate on his bed and flops back down.

    (In which Phainon, an idol, attempts to run a fan account shipping himself with his childhood best friend, Mydeimos—another idol.)

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