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Obscure muse is rather obscure

...Hm.

I take it that you desire to follow me to the end of the world. Are you truly prepared for such a journey? I ask not out of concern but rather out of worry that your presence shall inconvenience me.

You do realize that I plan to conqueror the world, don't you? That has always been my goal and it shan't change anytime soon. Whether it be the Persian Empire or the realms that exist beyond it; my dominion over the world itself will be absolute.

Therefore I shall ask again, are you certain that you're prepared? Only those of worthy valor are worth being at my side.

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[Alexander the great? Holy shiiiiit, have a Roman fanboying at you.]

The quality of your mundanus will be of utmost importance. They will be like the head of your companion cavalry in their importance. I suggest you train him or her up to standard first.

Much agreed.

[ He offers this fellow a quick glance before looking away. Goodness, Alexander certainly seems to have quite the following lately. ]

This one seems to be well-trained in the art of mimicry, but she isn't season enough in the way of combat. Therefore, I suppose I'll have to tolerate her flaws for the time being as I have loyal Philotas train her.

Mine at least can wrestle and visits the gymnasium, though he has no skill in riding or with the gladius.

If you are truly Alexander of Macedon...we studied your works in the academy.

Such a shame that is. I doubt either of us can afford to be slowed down now by the incompetence of others.

[ Oh, what's this? Did this man just say that he studied about him and his campaigns across the world? Alexander's interest is peaked now. ]

Is that so? Then tell me, what have you learned about me?

...You look somewhat different today, King of Conquerors.

[ A humored smirk. ]

Do I really? You seem to recognize well enough despite the differences.

[ okay, so alexander is looking a little.. different from how egypt remembers him, but at this point he doesn't really care. it's alexander, and he's mourned him for so long, and he doesn't even know how to react right now. ]

You-- [ normally, of course, egypt is as stoic as they come, but he finds himself trembling suddenly. ] Where have you been? [ other nations are often surprised by former rulers in this place, after all, and egypt's waited so patiently. ]

[ Well, this is most certainly becoming rather interesting day. Just who is this man? He seems quite familiar to the would-be King of the World.

Too familiar...]

Have I kept you waiting?

Over two-thousand years.

What a staggering number. I'm surprised you've remained so dedicated to me.

[ a sharp glance away, mouth a line in his face. ]

Most are.

[ After studying the boy for a moment or two in absolute silence, a look of realization marred his usually impassive features. ]

Tell me, are you a child born from Helios' ilk or are you a son of Ra instead? Your skin looks as if you're been blessed by both Gods, for they both hold dominion over the sun.

.. I am the lands and the people that Ra calls his own. [ he touches fingers to the center of his chest, gold eyes wide and serene in his face. ] I belonged to great kings, and eventually, you made me your own. In the end, it is in my arms that you came to rest.

[ The look on Alexander's face says it all.

There's no possible way that this boy could be the living representation of his final kingdom. Had the boy been anything else but sincere right now, Alexander would've rewarded his words with scorn.

However, this won't be the case here. ]

Is that truly you, Maṣr?

[ a helpless, heartbroken nod, finally daring to lift his hand, fingers brushing the backs of alexander's as if he wasn't quite sure before this that the human wouldn't simply fade away like a ghost. ]

You are.. truly here.

I'm as real as any man who stood before you.

[ He couldn't help but stare at the boy. Was he truly the embodiment of his beloved Maṣr? Does this mean that all of vast lands he has conquered possess similar forms?

If so, how is this even possible? ]

How is it that the Gods could be so...generous as to grant you a human form?

[ He begins to caress Maṣr's cheek with the back of his hand. ]

How beautiful you are, more radiant than I last remember.

No one.. knows how we come to be. [ despite himself, he leans into the caress, breath shuddering out of him. ] .. I have missed you.

[ an incredible understatement, but egypt has never been one for words. instead, he presses his palm to the back of alexander's hand, gaze lifting. ]

You will not.. leave again. [ though it's a statement, there's a clear question in his eyes. ]

[ A smile drifted upon his face as he closed his eyes briefly. He could feel how warm Maṣr against his skin and it pleased him. The youth is a living representation of the rolling deserts and the ancient horizon he grown to love and adore.

As much as Alexander's heart belonged in Macedonia, his soul belonged to Egypt. ]

As I live and breathe, I vow never to stray again.

[ Suddenly, his eyes snap open and he wraps his arms around Maṣr's waist. Holding the boy close against him, Alexander whispers this to his ear. ]

Anä hĕ bĕk...

[ for a very brief moment, he's frozen as the human gathers him in close against him-- and then he's abruptly relaxing, his own hands skimming up alexander's ribs and flattening there. the last time he'd been this close to his former ruler, his skin had long grown cold, and egypt had been in mourning. some days, he's not sure he ever stopped.

he takes a ragged breath, tilting his head up, nose brushing alexander's jaw. ]

.. Can I believe you?

[ He could easily sense the trepidation in Maṣr's tone, but could he blame him for it? The last time they were together like this, Maṣr suddenly found himself without his king once Destiny finally caught up with Alexander. Knowing all too well that muttering sweet nothings in the youth's ear would do nothing to ease this fear, Alexander decided to act instead of speak. ]

Yes, you can if you choose to believe in me again.

[ He says this as he lightly brushes his lips against the Egyptian's. ]

[ this is such a bad idea. this place is constantly changing, after all, and egypt knows that even if alexander is here today, he may never see him after this. even so, he pushes up on his toes to return the kiss, all desert sun and spices.

when he parts from it, his expression is solemn, tawny eyes faintly pained. ]

Then.. I will.

[ Who would've guessed such a wonderful metaphor describing all of Maṣr's splendors could ever be personified within a mere boy? It was almost too much for Alexander to take in once Maṣr's warm lips touched his. Doing all his could to keep himself from furthering the chaste kiss, Alexander suddenly swept Maṣr into his arms and held him with relative ease. ]

Look at me.

[ He smiles vaguely. ]

Your king has returned. Don't doubt this, at least not now.

A loft goal, yes. But keep in mind conquest is just as reflexive on the conqueror as he is upon his subjects. The world may own you just as well.

You don't say.

[ Good one, Trevor. That comment actually gets a chuckle from him. ]

Then I'll just have to tread cautiously, won't I?

As much as one can on the edge of the world. Of course it won't do much good when there's no ground.

True and true, however I'm known for being rather defiant at times. I welcome the challenge.

...

[After sideglancing, he focuses his gaze on the floor.]

...don't overwork your mun.

There's no need for worry. I won't brutalize the poor woman, but training is absolutely necessary for her survival.

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/sorry for the late tag!

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/yo! it's me, Dr. Cid-mun <3

/why hello there<3

/ enthusiastic waving commences!

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