The Shattered Constellations Between Stars

Nyx hesitated, her instincts screaming at her to run, but something in his voice—something sad and pleading—kept her rooted to the spot. Slowly, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the Glowsap Berries she had picked earlier.

“I have these,” she said, her voice trembling slightly as she held out her hand.

The fox god’s eyes flickered, and a faint smile crossed his lips. He reached forward, his large paw gently taking the offered berries.

“Thank you,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Nyx stood there, unsure of what to say or do next, as she watched the Fox God of Gluttony eat the tiny berries, each one glowing softly in the dim light. As he chewed, his gaze never left hers, and Nyx felt a shiver run down her spine.

“Is there… something wrong?” she asked tentatively.

The fox swallowed the berries, then slowly shook his head. “No, nothing’s wrong. It’s just…” His voice trailed off, and he looked away. “It’s been a long time since I’ve tasted something shared so freely.”

Nyx’s brows furrowed. There was something sad and resigned in his tone. She glanced at the empty space in his paws where the berries had been. “Do you want more?” she asked, her voice soft.

A flash of something—was it hope?—flickered in his golden eyes. “If you have anything else to spare…”

Nyx’s heart ached at the look on his face. She reached into Airy and pulled out a small bundle of roasted meat and vegetables, leftover from her earlier meal. The fox’s eyes widened at the sight of it, and his entire body seemed to tremble with anticipation.

“Here… It’s not much, but it’s all I have right now.” she said, holding the food out to him.

The fox god didn’t hesitate. He devoured the food quickly, hungrily, his large jaws making quick work of the meal. It wasn’t a pretty sight—chunks of meat disappeared in seconds, and vegetables were swallowed whole. Nyx bit her lip, trying not to let her discomfort show.

When the fox finished, he licked his lips, his breathing slightly heavy, but there was a visible relaxation in his posture. He sat back on his haunches and looked down at her, his eyes softer than before.

“Thank you… truly.”

Nyx swallowed, the words caught in her throat. “It’s no problem. I’m happy to help,” she said quietly, her voice barely audible.

The fox’s gaze softened. “You have a kind heart, little one.” He paused, then said, almost as if speaking to himself, “They’ve taken good care of you.”

Nyx blinked, confusion flickering across her face. “Who?”

The fox god shook his head, a small, wistful smile on his lips. “It doesn’t matter. You should go now.”

Nyx glanced back the way she came, then looked at him one last time. “Okay… but, um, are you going to be alright?”

He chuckled softly, a low, rumbling sound that seemed to reverberate through the forest. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.”

Nyx hesitated, then nodded. “If you’re sure… Goodbye, then.”

The fox nodded, but just as she turned to leave, and wasn’t able to hear him whisper under his breath, too softly for her to hear, “It was… nice to meet you, Nyx.”

She paused, her heart skipping a beat, but when she turned to look at him, he only smiled faintly, eyes half-closed as if content with their strange meeting. She didn’t hear what he had said clearly, but she brushed it off, thinking the encounter had been a bit strange.

As she walked away, she couldn’t help but wonder: Should I have told Drac? But nothing bad happened… right?

At Drac’s Cave

Nyx’s steps were slower than usual as she made her way back to Drac’s cave, her thoughts still swirling with what had happened, but since nothing bad had happened, she decided to let it go. There was no reason to worry Drac over something she couldn’t even explain herself.

When she arrived, Drac was already waiting outside, his gaze sharp as always.

“Welcome back,” Drac rumbled, his gaze assessing her for any signs of harm.

“How was the dungeon raid?” he asked, his voice a low rumble.

Nyx forced a bright smile, pushing away the lingering thoughts of the fox god. “It went well! I cleared it without any problems and got some treasures.” She reached into Airy and pulled out the small chest she’d collected.

Drac nodded, his eyes scanning her form. “Did you get hurt?”

She shook her head. “Nope! Even if I did, my Restoration Mastery healed me up.”

“Good,” he replied with a nod, his tone gruff but approving. “Any trouble?”

She shook her head quickly. “Nope, nothing serious.” She didn’t elaborate further and Drac, sensing nothing amiss, let it go.

Nyx glanced around, her nerves settling. Maybe it was better not to mention the encounter. It wasn’t like anything bad happened… right?

Len, Nabi, Suli, Guerim, and Ryu soon arrived, their chatter filling the cave with warmth and familiarity. They talked about their tasks, minor explorations, and the little mischief they got up to while she was gone.

“Ryu found a new berry patch!” Suli announced proudly, hovering over Nyx’s head. “And Nabi and I found a cool little waterfall! You have to see it, Nyx!”

Nyx laughed along, feeling a warm contentment settle in her chest.

“Nyx, what did you do today?” Len asked, his small form hovering just in front of her face.

She shrugged, forcing a grin. “Just cleared another slime dungeon. Nothing too exciting.”

“Any good treasures?” Nabi chimed in, his wings fluttering excitedly.

“Just a few magic crystals,” Nyx said with a smile.

They continued talking, their banter light and comforting. But as Nyx drifted off to sleep later that night, she couldn’t shake the image of the fox god’s eyes—how they’d seemed to see right through her, as if he knew something she didn’t.

It was a strange encounter, but it didn’t seem dangerous. She was sure she’d be fine.

Or at least, she hoped so.

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Two Days Later

It was one of those rare occasions when Nyx wasn’t venturing into a dungeon. Today, she was going to visit the Peacock, who had promised to show her something exciting. Anticipation bubbled inside her, and she couldn’t wait to see what he had planned.

She skipped breakfast, knowing that the Peacock would have some special delicacies prepared for her. Carefully, she dressed herself in one of the outfits he had gifted her previously—a set that perfectly combined elegance with practicality.

The trousers were tailored from a durable, silk-like material, designed to be both practical and elegant. The fabric shimmered subtly in the light, with intricate vine-like patterns embroidered in silver thread along the sides. Slim but flexible, they allowed for agility and comfort, fastened with a decorative belt featuring a small, jewel-encrusted clasp.

Her blouse was a masterpiece—crafted from a soft, flowing fabric with long, slightly flared sleeves that rippled gently with every movement. The neckline was adorned with delicate lace trim, and the bodice fastened with gem-like buttons. The color of the blouse shifted with the light, moving from pale blue to soft lavender, and the back featured a subtle, shimmering pattern of stars that hinted at a celestial influence.

She completed the outfit with a pair of boots and had Airy, Ori, and Rion by her side. Ready for the day, she informed Drac of her plans to visit the Peacock and then teleported directly to his territory.

At the Peacock’s Domain

As she entered the enchanting grove, the familiar sight of moss-draped entrances greeted her. She made her way inside, where the Peacock stood waiting, his posture elegant and composed, exuding an air of effortless sophistication.

“Come inside, little one. Don’t keep me waiting,” he said without looking up, his voice teasing and playful.

Nyx hurried to him, her excitement bubbling over. She took a seat beside him, beaming up with her usual bright smile. The Peacock glanced down at her, and with a smile, he reached over and gently pinched her cheeks together.

“Peacock! You’re going to make them even chubbier!” Nyx whined, pouting playfully.

He chuckled softly, the sound rich and warm. “That’s the idea, my dear. It suits you.”

Rising gracefully, he went to fetch a platter laden with an array of new treats for her to try. “I have some delightful new delicacies for you,” he announced, setting it down before her.

Nyx’s eyes widened at the sight of the colorful assortment of food. The Peacock explained each item with enthusiasm:

He picked up the first item, a small, creamy morsel that shimmered softly under the light. “These are Lunar Cheese Bites. They’re made from moon-goat milk, flecked with edible silver flakes, and infused with subtle herbal flavors.”

Nyx nodded, her eyes wide as she took a piece and nibbled on it, savoring the rich, slightly tangy taste. “Mmm, this is delicious!”

The Peacock smiled at her reaction and moved to the next treat, lifting a tiny, jewel-toned candy between his fingers. “These are Dreamdew Drops. They’re filled with a magical liquid that makes you feel calm and relaxed.”

Nyx popped one into her mouth and immediately felt a wave of soothing warmth spread through her. “Wow, it’s like… my whole body just melted!” she said with a laugh.

Chuckling softly, the Peacock picked up a delicate, flaky pastry. “And these are Emberapple Puffs. They’re filled with a warm, spiced apple filling that gives off a gentle, glowing heat.”

Nyx took a bite, and her eyes widened as the subtle warmth spread through her mouth, contrasting perfectly with the light, crispy texture of the pastry. “I love this one!”

Finally, the Peacock pointed to a light, airy treat that shimmered faintly. “These are Elderglow Meringues. They melt on your tongue and leave behind a soft, sparkling aftertaste, like morning dew.”

Nyx delicately placed one on her tongue and closed her eyes as it dissolved almost instantly, leaving a sweet, ethereal sensation. She giggled softly. “It’s like tasting a cloud.”

The Peacock watched her, satisfaction evident in his gaze. “I’m glad you like them,” he said warmly. “Each one is as unique as you are, little one.”

Nyx beamed up at him. “Thank you, Peacock! Everything is amazing!”

He nodded, leaning back with a pleased smile. “It’s my pleasure, Nyx. You deserve the very best.”

The Peacock smiled at her praise and handed her a crystal goblet filled with a clear, sparkling liquid. “This is something new—Starcrystal Essence. Try it and tell me what you think.”

Nyx took a cautious sip and then beamed. “It’s so refreshing! It’s like drinking liquid starlight!”

He nodded, pleased. “I’ll pack some for you to take back.”

After sharing a few more treats, the Peacock turned to retrieve a small, ornate box. He held it out to her, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Nyx took it gingerly, curiosity etched on her face. “What’s this?”

“Open it and see,” he said, settling beside her.

Carefully, she lifted the lid. Inside was a breathtakingly beautiful cape that shimmered with an ethereal, shifting light—almost as if the fabric itself were woven from the night sky. Nyx gasped, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the swirling patterns of stars and silver threads that seemed to dance across the material.

“It’s… it’s beautiful,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. She didn’t know what it was exactly, but the colors captivated her, glowing softly like the first light of dawn meeting the velvet darkness of night.

“It’s more than just beautiful, Nyx,” the Peacock murmured softly, watching her reaction with a satisfied smile. “It’s called the Veil of the Starweaver. A cape worthy of someone as extraordinary as you.”

Nyx’s gaze flickered between the cape and the Peacock, her expression filled with awe. She reached out hesitantly, touching the fabric with trembling fingers. The cool, silky texture sent a shiver through her, as if the cape recognized her touch.

“It feels… alive,” she breathed, eyes still glued to the mesmerizing patterns that shifted under her fingertips.

He draped the cape over her shoulders. “The Veil of the Starweaver is more than just a garment—it’s a living extension of the heavens. It can shift shape at your command, offering protection, flight, or concealment. It will respond to your will, Nyx, and it will protect you.”

Nyx looked down at the cape, it's dark fabric shifting like an eternal night sky, speckled with stars that moved as if alive. She felt an almost sentient energy pulse through it, resonating with her own aura.

A message popped up in her vision:

The Veil of the Starweaver

Cape

Level-???

Abilities-???

“That’s all?” Nyx murmured, confused by the lack of details in the message.

The Peacock just smiled. “You’ll discover its true nature over time.”

Nyx turned and threw her arms around him. “I love it! Thank you so much!”

He returned her embrace gently, a satisfied smile on his lips. “I’m glad you like it. You deserve it.”

Nyx twirled around, the cape billowing out around her like a halo of stars.

The Peacock watched her, a flicker of something unidentifiable passing through his eyes. “I wonder if all these gifts are enough to earn your love,” he murmured softly, almost as if speaking to himself. There was no bitterness in his tone—only a subtle, wistful longing that lingered in the air between them.

It wasn’t just about admiration or gratitude. No, he craved something deeper. He wanted Nyx to love him more than she did the others—especially more than Drac. That’s why he kept giving her these extraordinary presents, hoping that each one would set him apart in her heart.

Nyx didn’t hear him. She continued to twirl, the cape flowing gracefully behind her, glittering like the night sky. That’s how they spent the rest of the day—trying on clothes, sampling more delicacies, and sharing lighthearted banter.

When it was time to leave, Nyx gave the Peacock another tight hug. “I’ll come back soon!” she promised, smiling up at him.

The Peacock nodded, watching her teleport away. “I’ll be waiting, little one,” he murmured softly to the empty grove, a faint smile lingering on his lips.

Nyx left the Peacock’s domain, feeling a sense of lightness. With her new cape wrapped snugly around her shoulders, she skipped her way out of the territory, too excited to even consider teleporting. The soft hum of the fabric flowing behind her made her feel like she was gliding through the forest.

The journey was peaceful, filled with the gentle rustling of leaves and the occasional chirping of birds. Everything felt serene, almost dreamlike. But then, a familiar voice interrupted the quiet.

“Help… can anyone spare some food?”

Nyx froze, her heart skipping a beat. She’d completely forgotten about that voice. Slowly, she turned and scanned her surroundings until she spotted the source.

It was the fox again, the same one she’d encountered before. He looked just as pitiful as he had the last time, leaning against a moss-covered boulder, his fur dull and eyes dimmed with hunger. A pang of guilt tugged at her chest.

“Are you alright?” she asked tentatively as she approached.

The fox lifted his head, and recognition flickered in his eyes. “Oh, it’s you…” His voice was weak, almost a whisper. “Do you happen to have any spare food?”

Nyx hesitated. The food she carried today was special—new snacks that the Peacock had given her, made specifically for her. And unlike the other constellations, who never seemed to need sustenance, this fox clearly did.

She stood there for a long moment, torn. Finally, she sighed and reached into Airy, pulling out the container. One by one, she carefully handed the fox a sample of each of the treats: Lunar Cheese Bites, Dreamdew Drops, Emberapple Puffs, and Elderglow Meringues. He extended a paw, and she placed them gently in it.

The fox wasted no time devouring them, his sharp teeth tearing through the delicate sweets with an intensity that made her wince. There was no grace in his eating—only desperation. When he finished, he glanced back at her, his gaze expectant.

Nyx raised an eyebrow. “Are you… full now?”

The fox hesitated, then shook his head slowly. “It’s been so long since I’ve had anything to eat. Your generosity is greatly appreciated, but… if you have a little more, I would be forever grateful.”

Nyx’s shoulders sagged. “But… these were gifts from my friend,” she said softly, her voice uncertain. She wanted to help him, but these treats were supposed to be something special for her to enjoy.

The fox’s eyes, now filled with a strange mix of sorrow and longing, looked directly into hers. “Would you really want me to starve to death?” he asked quietly, the words heavy with guilt. “Knowing that you could have saved me with just a little more?”

Nyx’s heart clenched. “No, I wouldn’t want that…” She didn’t know what else to say. She felt bad—really bad. With a reluctant sigh, she reached into Airy again and handed over the rest of her snacks.

The fox didn’t even hesitate. He devoured everything in mere moments, leaving only empty wrappers and crumbs behind. Nyx watched in slight horror as he finished off the last bite, licking his lips hungrily.

“Thank you,” he murmured, his voice low and sincere. “You’ve saved my life today.”

Nyx forced a smile. “I’m… I’m glad I could help.”

The fox’s ears twitched, and his gaze softened. “Don’t you have food where you’re from?” she asked after a long silence.

He sighed deeply. “No. Something always comes and steals whatever I manage to gather. I’m left with nothing… day after day…” His voice trailed off sadly.

Unaware that it was his doing, Nyx felt genuinely sorry for the fox.

Her heart swelled with sympathy. She knew the other constellations didn’t eat, and it hadn’t occurred to her that he might be the only one truly suffering from hunger. So she figured he wasn’t like the others.

“If you want, I could talk to my friends. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind letting you eat in their territories. They don’t need food anyway, and you wouldn’t have to worry about someone stealing from you.” She offered the suggestion, genuinely wanting to help.

But the fox shook his head quickly. “No, no. That would be too much. I don’t want to be a burden,” he said, his tone carrying a hint of panic. “Just knowing that I can eat every now and then is more than enough. You’ve already done more for me than anyone else.”

He knew they would never allow it.

Nyx frowned, not understanding why he refused, but she didn’t push the issue. “Okay… if you’re sure.”

“I am,” he insisted gently, giving her a small, reassuring smile. “But thank you, little one. I appreciate it more than you know.”

“Alright, then… have a good rest of the day,” Nyx said, offering him a wave as she turned to leave.

“Take care, and I’ll see you again,” the fox murmured softly.

Nyx paused but decided not to comment on his last words. With a final glance back, she hurried away, hoping she wouldn’t see him again too soon. Something about that whole encounter felt strange and unsettling.

As she left, the fox watched her disappear into the distance, a small, satisfied smile curving on his lips.