In the realm of Aetheria, where the skies were painted with stars and the land was forged from the essence of magic, three brothers stood as gods: Kryros, Kael, and Thane. They were the Weaver, the Architect, and the Destroyer – forces of creation and chaos.
But as time unraveled, the brothers grew curious about the mortal realm, a world where gods were whispered about but never seen. Liking the idea of experiencing life as humans, they decided to walk among them.
In the mortal world of Elysium, the brothers took on human forms. Kryros, with his silver hair and piercing blue eyes, became a wandering mystic. Kael, with his dark locks and calculating gaze, became a master strategist. Thane, wild and untamed, became a nomad of the forests.
*The Brothers in Elysium*
Kryros, Kael, and Thane settled into their new lives in Elysium. They enrolled in Elysium Academy, blending in with human students. 😊
The brothers kept their true identities hidden, but whispers circulated about the "Three Strangers" with uncanny abilities. 😏
One ordinary day, walking to school. As the helicopter roared past, everyone turned to watch. Julius, the president's son, emerged, and the crowd surrounded him like he was a celebrity. 😎
But Kryros, Kael, and Thane barely blinked. They kept walking to class, unfazed.
"Not our problem," Kael muttered.
Thane snorted. "Entitled rich kid."
Kryros shrugged. "Let's see what he wants."
Julius, noticing them walking away, locked eyes with Kryros. For a flicker, something sparked – curiosity? Recognition? 😏
*The Brothers' Dilemma*
Julius grinned, soaking in the attention as he chatted with the crowd. Meanwhile, the brothers walked into the hallway, met with a wave of smiles and... desperation.
"Hey, Kryros! You guys wanna sit with us at lunch?"
"Thane, bro! Heard you're a beast on the trails – wanna join our club?"
Kael raised an eyebrow. "What's the club?"
"Uh, it's... uh, Adventure Club... and stuff."
The brothers exchanged looks. 😏
Kryros: "Thanks, but we're good."
Kael: "Maybe next time."
Thane: _silence_
People persisted, and the brothers politely declined. Not because they were rude, but...
"They just wanna be friends 'cause we're 'the outside people'," Kryros said quietly
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"And 'cause our faces are 'nice'," Kael added dryly.
Thane snorted. "Don't need fake friends."
Suddenly, a girl approached. "Kryros, can I talk to you?"