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On a sunny day, the tightest Chrysos Heir, Anaxagoras, was sunbathing, his arms slightly up, revealing his moist pits. Most people believe if they were born in the Honkai Starrail world, they'd be an emanator or Aeon, but not me. I, y/n, had been reincarnated as a fly in the Honkai Starrail. Some may believe my life as a fly would've been boring.. uneventful, even tiring, but not today.
Pearched on a wall, I watched quietly as the Professor stretched his arms, the stench of his pits entering my fly brain with bliss and delight. "Bzz bzz bz" I said, which in fly was "gyat DAMN". Anaxagoras, would sigh and in his sexy twinkish voice he said "Hm, the Chrysos heir are all busy... even that Aglaea couldn't pay me a visit and pound my little boy hole with her strap...". As Anaxa was distracted, I, y/n, the fly. Couldn't resist any longer, I'd fly over to his pink sweaty pits and sit atop the smooth skin, my light body making the landing hardly noticeable.
At that moment, my little fly brain was overwhelmed with so many sensations, it was as if a Titan... No AEON had grazed a finger upon my hairy fly body. I'd take a giant sniff of his pit, revelling in the sweat when I smelled something sweet amongst the sour scent. My proboscis would extend and suck a drop of sweat, and there, the sweetness overwhemled me yet again "Bzzz BZZZzz!" I said which in fly means "Anaxa-goras". I'd take a few more curious licks when Anaxa would watch me, his eyes widening at the display. "F-FLY~SAMA?!" the professor said in complete surprise. I'd look up, akin to a criminal being caught red-handed. "W-what are you doing?" My fly eyes would look into his, the beauty of his gaze as my proboscis took one final sip, the taste too overwhelming, my body would convulse, and soon I'd lie dead.
Some may wish to die in a field of flowers, others die bathed in blood, but I, y/n the fly, died on the smooth pink sweaty pits of Anaxagoras, sage of the Grove of Epiphany, tightest Chrysos heir.