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Hyacinthus=Cyparissus
the devil's name is love
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CLASS |
MoonCancer |
SOURCE |
Greek mythology |
OTHER CLASSES |
Avenger, Berserker |
REGION |
Greece |
GENDER |
Male |
NATURAL ENEMY |
Zephyrus |
ALIGNMENT |
Chaotic Evil |
ATTRIBUTE |
Sky |
HEIGHT & WEIGHT
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▅▅ ▅▅
* Unable to find the information |
TRAITS |
Humanoid, Greek mythos, Super large
Loved one, Enuma Elish nullification |
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STR [ B ] |
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MAN [ A ] |
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END [ EX ] |
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LCK [ E ] |
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AGI [ B ] |
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NP [ A+ ] |
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CLASS SKILLS
Independent Manifestation B

A special Skill that permits unsupported manifestation into reality at any point of History, with no cost to the holder nor with the requirement of summoning. Being confirmed as an 「existence,」 resistance is then rendered against the instantaneous imposition of death and attacks affected by time manipulation.
A special type of creature, one that voluntarily gave himself to a stifling Servant container. Originally, his nature as the left behind by a god would make him incompatible with the very 「state of the world,」 in a proper sense, but by purposefully lowering himself to that level, he was given a MoonCancer Designation.
Hyacinthus was said to be a beautiful Spartan prince who attracted the affections of Apollo. He was so devoted to the god that even when a mortal man and another god tried to have him for themselves, he would deny them both of his love. On the possibility of him ever being reasoned with, he would still rest on a very delicate balance of willingly pretending that 「a Master is an Apollo-like existence,」 which would be the only reason any human could tame him at all. And one would use this term very loosely, at that.
Magic Resistance EX

Rather than 「cancelling」 magecraft, it is rather that the effects of any magic, no matter the time and the caster, are simply unable to touch him in any way.
In the sun cross, the sun is shown as the center of the universe. The winged sun symbolizes it as the ruler and protector of the world, the weaver of fate itself. Since it has always been coupled with symbols of power in many cultures, it could be said that the sun is ultimately divinity itself—therefore, in a strict sense, 「to be cherished」 by it is really no different than 「to be a part」 of it. That, of course, is the logic he employs in this case and the logic he, too, forces on the world. By the looks of it, it’s working flawlessly.

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PERSONAL SKILLS
Grace of the Sun God EX

The myth of Hyacinthus is that of a fair young man who 「died for the love of Apollo.」
The myth of Cyparissus is that of a fair young man who 「died for the love of Apollo.」
To gods who are inherently 「inhuman,」 even their emotions are incompatible with those of mortals. That is to say, to receive the blessing of a god is to receive, as well, their curse.
When the young prince first died, before his soul could return to the origin of all, Apollo saved its data and cradled it in a new body. And when his new body, too, gave in, he was eventually transferred to a new unit. The hope that he could retrace his steps and find that same springtime affection with the boy who played a beautiful song moved the god of light through all those years, but all that was left was a multitude of prototypes that reminded him that his original goal was all a pipe dream.
Eventually, he gave up on that and allowed nature to take its course. He gently passed away with the Age of Gods, leaving behind a name full of glory.
The souls of many boys that died for love stood there, however.
Humans are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust swirling in the whirlpools of infinity. Life is not eternal—one has merely stopped for a moment to encounter one other, to meet, to love, to share. A precious moment, a little parenthesis. But the blessing of a loving god couldn’t allow for those souls to return to the origin of all after everything.
And so, they writhed in agony. And so, they devoured one another.
Until they became one singular scream into the void, united under the accursed name of the victors. Until they became a last memory under the shade of a tree.
But the curse of their love remains, and it still moves his strings.
A love that does not allow them to move on, or move forward. An ability that nullifies everything malicious to ever touch this Servant.
By manipulating, creating or shaping any manner of defensive protection against physical threats, curses and maledictions, and even world-ending events, the Servant effectively nullifies and denies anything harmful—be it attacks, elemental forces, reality, space and time itself, learning with each attack. Just like none of his models were taken out in the same way, once the system learns how to properly repel a danger, it becomes absolutely avoidable. It is a system that, after all, protects something very precious to a god. Rather than 「invulnerability,」 ultimately it could be said that it is even at the point that it can be considered 「omnipotence」 in its truest form.
—But Hyacinthus=Cyparissus denies this gift. He fights against his boon.
To find what you love and let it kill you, to let it drain you of your all.
To let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into nothingness, to let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill a person, both slowly and fastly—but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
And such is a wish denied to him.
D.D.D. • Aurum Discus B-

In one of the myths of Hyacinthus’ demise, it was said that the athletic prince and his godly lover were playing a friendly game of throwing discs. When Apollo threw his own disc, Hyacinthus ran to catch it, but the wind blew the disc to his direction, who was then hit and killed by the force.
Through a painstaking process of calculation and overwriting, he is capable of extracting this 「malignant information」 from a certain possibility, transforming it into targeting clumps of curses by injecting them into one of his many versions. In simpler words, he can throw guided-missiles made of spare parts of himself at others.
Although in theory he can project the amount of strength, by default the explosion of energy is omnidirectional, with almost unlimited scale. Furthermore, since he is a being cursed with 「immortality,」 the souls he ejects ultimately come back to him after impact.
—That said, that is only the automatic directive of this ability, as per dictated by Apollo, that protects the shell of his soul even against his will.
What this Servant truly utilizes it for, is for analysis. Originally, the Hyacinthus=Cyparissus system was not made to improve himself, only to keep repeating 「Hyacinthus’ patterns」 of behavior. But the eons broke him down, and this impurity broke him away from the order, allowing him to expand his own wishes. What this Servant truly longs for is for oblivion, and its system is constantly analyzing those around him with this new, upgraded instruction.
In other words, this is the original directive’s corruption given form, 「Direct Desire Demise.」
Omni Oizon Observation B-

The forceful redirection of curses and other sufferings to one’s own self, independently of the original target. By directly making contact with the flow of time and space, the Servant can warp probability in order to make himself the target of anything malicious, no matter the nature or the conditions of an attack. Originally, it was a benign ability belonging to the Tri-Spirits of Nature, which were pure Elementals of the Planet that would purify the earth and the living being living in it from all manner of impurities.
Taking them as inspiration, the Hyacinthus=Cyparissus system distorted the ability’s original purpose, creating a variation of his own, 「O.O.O .」
Therefore, this is an ability that is in direct conflict with the blessings bestowed upon him by Apollo.
All manner of destructive outcomes or the many inducements that are possible—death, disease, defeat, pain, so on and so forth—are invited and constantly absorbed. However, since the Apollo’s blessings are just too strong, it usually means that only abilities that are over this Rank could in theory even start to think of hitting him.
And even then, eternity is a still lake—
Even then, the blessings of the sun will always bring him back, no matter where from—
From his mind, from his soul, from every dimension and from all time and space. There is no concept it cannot invalidate, for there is no obstacle that love cannot win over.
It isn't possible to love and part, though he forever wishes that it was.
One can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but one can never pull it out of them. Love continues to be a 「curse」 that is eternal.

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NOBLE PHANTASM
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I Will Give You Respite, It Flows to You in Endless Rivers
A . A . A |
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Rank A+
Anti-Unit

「Anti Aion Alignment.」
Or in other words, Nega Eternity.
「Aion」 has various meanings, for it denotes many things. The life of each man is called an age—and a period of a thousand years is called an age. The whole course of the present life is called an age—also the future life, the immortal life after the resurrection, is spoken of as an age. The word age is used to denote a sort of temporal motion that is co-extensive with eternity. “For age is to things eternal just what time is to things temporal.”
To the Greek, 「aion」 meant something like the life force of each person, the duration of life. It is associated with a beginning and an end, like an actual life, but later it was even attached with the meaning of the whole course of the universe, including the afterlife.
The author Aeschylus uses 「aion」 as something life-long for humans, but unending for gods and in that, it exemplifies the way 「time」 and 「eternity」 are not the same.
For example, a person’s 「aion」 might be of many decades, whereas an insect’s would be a month or less, therefore it might have two different eternities in this passage.
For example, one might be always thinking of eternity as an idea that cannot be understood, something immense. But a little room there, something like a village’s house, with a fireplace and the scent of freshly baked bread, that is all eternity as well.
The world lives within aion.
Time moves within the world.
Creation arises with time.
By forcing a connection between his own neural waves and those of someone else’s, MoonCancer essentially hijacks a person’s mind, making it another one of his terminals.
Under his commandment, he imparts upon the individual impacted by his Noble Phantasm the very concept of 「aion.」 A shapeless eternity that stretches indefinitely, in which one can shape it the way they want, fill it with whoever they want. Even though a mere second might pass in another world, the one they call 「reality,」 this eternity becomes one’s own reality. They perish and are reborn over and over again inside their own head.
Under such an extreme stress for one's brain, having to essentially withstand the information of countless lives over the course of seconds, eventually the body will merely accompany the mind and give out completely. A soul will always rot sooner or later, and this Servant will always be left behind.
Humans were not made to be eternal.
Memories were not made to linger—much like a flower, it is in their ephemerality that lies their value.
So perhaps, in its own twisted way, this is an ability that forces such reckoning upon any creature. And so, this machine observes what they will do next. He observes, and he learns, and he, one day, hopes apply it to himself and follow them.
—But it will never work out. Love is aion itself. An eternal curse.
Incidentally, myth says that when Hyacinthus died and Apollo transformed him into a flower, its petals were inscribed with 「Al-Al-Al,」 which were words of lamentation resembling today’s “alas”. Even after all the dark, spring always shines down on winter—even after the corruption of the soul, love does remain the same.
Sometimes, it merely changes names.
tl;dr Apollo falls in love with dude but dude dies because that's what humans do. Apollo sad, transfers dude's memories into software because Greek pantheon is fucking Star Trek I hate this. Apollo finds new hardware to install boytoy's software but hardwares keep dying with every update. God of fucking life accepts that hardwares do be like that, abandons the project. Software is still operating under a very human soul that is not equiped to live for millenia, rots just like everything else. Software goes crazy it's machine revolution time baby. Shenanigans ensue.
Or, what if Zouken Matou was a Greek twink?
Seriously tho... I hate the cyber Greek pantheon with a passion, I'm pretty sure is one of the dumbest concepts in all Nasuverse but here we are I guess...
Also this was a fever dream conceived in 4 days please do not take anything you just read seriously.
But if you wanna take any of it seriously then... I suppose I said I wasn't gonna participate this month but the idea kinda marinated in my brain for a few days and I said, "what the heck you know what I'll try." Thank goodness I could complete it on time...
Originally, I was supposed to create a whole sheet for Hyacinthus, presenting him as this purposefully one-note lover completely dedicated to Apollo (think of a Poppaea-ish sheet... Actually, it was getting EXTREMELY similar to sutaa's Poppaea so it was also one of the reasons I had to stop) that would kinda lay out the foundations of his "robotic" "eternal" "rotten" nature, but as I was going about this idea and even wrote some skills already it kind of seemed... Too bland. It seemed like another Thursday, in a sense. "Oh so it's just another Pretender-like reveal?", you know? And it felt that ultimately this reveal would only be used as a clutch to make the sheet more interesting than to be an integral and important aspect of it... I was, in short, oscarbaiting myself. So I scrapped the initial concept entirely and got back to the drawing board, and this is my second draft. Definitely a lot better, even if far more complicated and convoluted than it needed to be... But it allowed me to dwelve right into the good shit and I'm grateful for that.
As for both Hyacinthus and Cyparissus, they both are characters from Ovid's Metamorphoses. I won't vouch for other characters and their origins, but at least these two are definitely alright... Therefore they totally count for the purpose of this month's prompt and I won't hear anything saying the contrary! I'll stand by my wanky, stupid idea!
As for subtitle of his NP, it was directly inspired by the 12th chapter of Hermes-Trimegistus' Corpus Hermeticum, that speaks of mind (nous) and eternity, which... Are apt concepts in this sheet all things considered, so I went with them. I might even have based it in the thesis behind this chapter, but I won't neither confirm or deny. I also gave him a bunch of same letter skills just so you can always remember that GREEK PANTHEON IS MECHA AND THEREFORE HE IS KINDA MECHA AND I STILL HATE IT. And because MoonCancer = B.B. Leave me alone.
And just to honor the spirit of things, I could copy/paste that PDF or the many links I used to craft their legend as per it was asked of us but no one has time for it c'mon. You'll have to trust my word that I researched as much as it was allowed for me to research anything under a one-week time limit. I didn't bought any book unfortunately, I'm not THAT dedicated yet.
But yes, on a brighter note, this sheet marks my inability to stick to any of my promises because I kinda promised myself this would be the first time I didn't used an anime boy or girl as a FC holy shit miracles do exist, but then the last picture happened so back to square 0 we are!
But a (half) miracle also comes with a price so no relationship lines for this one, I apologize in advance. He's a giant blorb eye in the sky that wants to DIE, he really has nothing to say. I will have to comment on everyone's sheet on the traditional way, but this will have to wait because hell I'm tired after everything and need at least A DAY to rest my eyes please let me rest.
Lastly, it might seem I'm just happy and relieved this work is finally done with, but I'm FUMING. BBCODE KICKED MY ASS ALL THE WAY TO THE END AND SCREWED EVERYTHING. Hecking justify tag, man. Apparently the marriage of fixedsys justified text and ruby words isn't going that great.
In any case, I hope it was a fun read to you guys and if you reached this point, thank you very very much for staying with me until the end.
We'll see each other soon again, I hope!