Mydei .

The Black Tide is a destructive and corrupting force that not even the Titans can control. Those exposed to it become corrupted and mad. [ 1 ] They lose their sense of self and their memories, and seek only to spread the tide across the planet.

The Black Tide appears in various forms: affected patches of land that can only be removed with a nearby Titan Mark, as part of the corruption on rewindable objects (which prevents it from being fully rewound unless enhanced by Oronyx's blessing), and as monsters: In reality, the Black Tide is a product of the second phase of the Amphora Experiment, conducted under the supervision of Lygus. At its core, the Black Tide is not a physical entity, but rather a visual phenomenon within the simulated world, an emergent effect of the infection spread by the Equation of Destruction. By Cycle 176,100, systemic chaos had surpassed a critical threshold, triggering mutation and evolution within the Equation of Destruction. Simulated spaces that could no longer withstand the growing strain began to display the Black Tide as graphical distortions. Likewise, infected dataconstructs exhibited signs of erosion, marked by the same corrupting decay. [3]

The detachment is a military group formed by Kremnoan exiles who chose to follow Mydei and leave Castrum Kremnos. They are currently allied with Okhema, and support the Flame-Chase Journey led by Aglaea.[1] Only Kremnoans are allowed to join the detachment.[2]

The sacred city of Okhema remains one of the last pure lands untouched by the black tide. Yet the black tide's encirclement around it has become unmistakably clear. For a thousand years, wherever the black tide has swept, life has transformed into monstrous inhuman forms, and city-states have been eroded by the wind to desolate ruins. Even a fortress like Kremnos saw its gods tainted by the black tide, leaving only wastelands in its wake. Most of the Core Flames had been restored, but as the black tide approached, we found ourselves desperately short of time. Everything we have achieved will have been for nothing if Okhema falls to the Nova Age. The author boldly speculated that, soon, the heroes who pursue the flame will inevitably face a decisive battle against the black tide. Historical records show that even the bravest warriors could not hold out for long within the black tide. Among the heroes of the Heir of Chrysos, if there was any hope for this battle, it was... It would either stand on the fearless Phainon or fall to Mydeimos. This was not only because Mydeimos, considered the bravest in the world and the bearer of a fate that defied death, nor only because the ancient city of Kremnos occupied a strategic point of contention against the black tide. Although Mydeimos, like the lion of Kremnos, had migrated countless times in his life and eventually settled far from his birthplace, the reclusive king would never submit to foreign rule. Once he had settled his people, Mydeimos, who considered his mission to be his very essence, would undoubtedly return home. However, this time, he held not only the hopes of the Kremnians, but also the future of the entire world. The priests of Talanton once prophesied that the millennium of Strife

Mydeimos! Ungrateful traitor, coward who has abandoned the spirit of Kremnos!

You killed the former king and took revenge, but you shirked your duty to restore the dynasty. Was your honor devoured by the beasts of the Sea of ​​Souls? You wander among those who chase flames, influenced by tales of witches, fraternizing with lowborn soldiers. You prefer to place your hopes in elusive oracles rather than trust in your own strength! The Kremni yearn to return to their war-torn homeland, but you urge us to settle in the city-state of our sworn enemies. Have you fallen for Okhema's opulence, or are you already bewitched by the mist rising from its golden baths?

Mydeimos! You, with your noble and immortal essence, how can you submit to that woman of Okhema? You are a predator, a messenger of the Strife. Have you lost sight of the difference between predator and prey?

Rumors spread that you saved strangers from Nikador's family alongside the one who claims the mantle of the Heirs of Crisos. In that endless Long Night, you let your body crumble, soaked in blood and madness. Mydeimos! Your noble blood should not be wasted on such unworthy individuals! You should be gathering your armies and plundering resources to forge a path for Kremnos' survival in these apocalyptic times! That so-called Crossing of the Flame has distorted you beyond recognition, my king! A king needs no equals, no allies, no doubts, no rescue. If any of your clarity of mind remains, command! May the glory of Kremnos eclipse all other city-states!

— Excerpt from the "Collected Resolutions of the Council of Elders of Kremnos" stored in the Gibranipar Library collection

"Keep moving."

Third, even if such a child existed, he could hardly be a Kremnoan. Why would a Kremnoan, known for his selfishness and brutality, help fishermen affected by a disaster? Dear readers, now I will reveal the truth to you: the supposed king of the seas ...Naturally, it is the personification of the ocean itself!

— Excerpt from "Research into the Legend of the Mighty Sea King" archived in the Gibranipar Library collection

"Strong." The lone army gives off a strong scent of blood, like a bloody spear. The leading warrior, the spearhead, is always enveloped in unfathomable rage and hatred, charging at the enemy.

From Ladon to Aidonia to Aenionus, he returned from the dead time and again, leaving towering hells of war in his wake. At the infamous Battle of Aenionus, the undefeated Klytius raised his massive axe as thousands of arrows darkened the sky behind him. Yet as the smoke cleared and fire rose from the bloody ground, the warrior's fist struck out like a spear, tearing through Klytius's throat. After that epic battle, the warrior's true identity became even more elusive. That army clearly bore the marks of Kremnoan training, but had never flown the flag of Kremnos. No one knows if they are Kremnoan spirits wandering the battlefield or lost souls long away from their homeland.

Wandering The bards turned the lone army's journey into mournful songs, while on the rusty winds of Amphoraus , the lone lion led a band of old and weak soldiers on their wandering, in search of a non-existent homeland. Reality will never change its face in the face of cruelty. The once elite citizens of Kremnos who followed him were loyal but mortal, lacking their divine immortality. As time passed, even the gods of Kremnos succumbed to madness,

In the ancient legends of the coastal city-states, the Sea of ​​Souls is said to have housed beings as powerful as gods. Fishermen tell of a king of the seas who appears among the waves as a small child, with a fierce face and blue lips, bathing in the icy waters of the Sea of ​​Souls, fighting with its wild beasts, thirsting for blood and devouring flesh and bone. It is said that each time they sink to the seabed, they soon rise again from the Sea of ​​Souls. For approximately nine years, they remade themselves no less than ten thousand times, eventually shattering into a giant monster, turning the sea red for miles around, but no carnivorous sea creature dared to approach. Legends tell of how the king of the seas could drag countless fish and shrimp to the shore with a single flick of his tail. Once, some shipwrecked fishermen who were praying for salvation were rescued by the king along with his crew. As the stories became more fantastical over time, fishermen began to paint the king on their boats, hoping that he would grant them safe journeys. Rumors have surfaced claiming that this supposed king of the seas is the vengeful spirit of Crown Prince Mydeimos. Terrified by the prophecy he carried, his father, the former king, threw him into the Sea of ​​Souls at birth. His life cut short, the boy died without redressing his grievances, vowing to roam the Sea of ​​Souls. However, the writer believes that this is simply due to cunning Kremnos trying to glorify themselves, for three reasons: First, although Kremnos traditionally engage in father-son fights where the victor becomes king, why would they throw a newborn crown prince into the sea? Second, even if the old and senile King Eurypon of Kremnos believed in the prophecy and sacrificed his heir to the sea, how could a baby possess the divine strength to fight giant monsters?

Mydei is a tall, burly man with long, unkempt beige and reddish hair. He wears a braided lock of hair hanging down his right side, as well as a large golden earring in his left ear with a small sapphire gem embedded in it. His eyes are yellow, with sun-shaped irises. Mydei is covered in crimson tattoos that glow when certain abilities are used. He wears a large necklace with golden plates and sapphire gems.

Her attire consists of a dark maroon and bright red tunic that reaches down to her left shoulder and past her knees. She also wears a golden pauldron on her left shoulder and a metallic armband on her right bicep. Mydei possesses two identical golden gauntlets and a black and gold belt with a large sun-shaped buckle.