Summary:

Ever wonder why Aiolos had never told the simplest truth to the old Kido, or writing it on the Sagittarius Temple's wall while he bothered to write anything else ?

Happy belated birthday to my beautiful sister. You are my gem, pretty.

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Ever wonder why Aiolos had never told the simplest truth to the old Kido, or writing it on the Sagittarius Temple's wall while he bothered to write anything else ?

Yes, he could have just easily said that it was all Saga's work, a Gemini saint in disguise.

Had he declared it, all the young gold saints would believed it in an instance; Saori Kido and the bronze saints would never have to climb the stairs and the hills . They could have declared the truth at Sanctuary's gate and simply demanded the Patriarch to take off his mask.

Alas, that was not what happened, causing all those miseries in the saga.

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A universe where LoS (meaning that scarlet-haired Milo, and all about the age of each gold saints), manga and SoG are intertwined.

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ON THAT STARRY NIGHT...

The stars were shining brightly above them when both of the leading gold saints reached the Patriarch Temple to have the audience.

Both gold saints already guessed why they were summoned to the Patriarch's chamber.

While the Sagittarius saint was being calm thinking that the audience as any kind of formality to announce his best friend as the next ruler of the Sanctuary, the Gemini saint's heart was pounding loudly thinking that finally he would be given the immense power to rule and the key to unlimited knowledge of the Star Hill and from those houses of gods from before time.

Aiolos glanced at his fellow saint.

These past few days, Saga looked troubled and upset but shut himself out from the world. It was nothing out of ordinary, though, not since two years ago when the Gemini saint came back from a battle in another dimension with one of his beautiful Aegean-Sea eyes wounded into a horrible scarlet. A scar that was deeper than on the physical level and had stayed there to become a part of a Gemini Saga.

And only Aiolos who knew what has happened. Because he was Saga's only confidant for that matter. What happened was something that Saga could not share even with his twin.

Over those two years, Aiolos had held Saga to calm him down when he found the gemini secretly crying behind the books in the library, in the middle of the night. But bit by bit, Aiolos felt like Saga was slipping away from their used-to strong bond. Even Kanon felt it, too, unbeknown to him the reason.

However, outside the troubled times, the Gemini saint behaved as usual, which was always being charming and kind to the people in the sanctuary despite being called a strongest gold saints who owned powerful techniques in the battles. Saga still loved to teach the young gold saints some martial arts in the coliseum despite being exhausted from the last battle or mission. The Gemini was still keen on reading and discussing books for some curious gold saints like Camus, Aldebaran, and the first female gold saint in this era, little Milo.

And because of that, Aiolos had never thought of the worst that would come. He was concerned of Saga's trouble, but he still believed that Saga was strong enough to endure and rise above it. That Gemini saint was destined to be the next ruler of the Sanctuary. At least, most of Sanctuary's people wished for it, let alone those sheepish young maids of the temples.

So Aiolos reached out to tap Saga's shoulder.

"You will do great, Saga," he said earnestly.

"Thanks, brother. But I wouldn't be so sure about it Aiolos." Saga chuckled to hide his pounding heartbeat. "I have been arguing with him lately about how things should be organized around this place." He sighed. "And I was too careless daring to ask him to stay the night at the Star Hill."

"You did that?" Aiolos widened his eyes. "Why? You know that master Shion is possessive about that place. Although to be fair, Star Hill is a place for no one else than the goddess, the Patriarch or a lucky appointed person in rare time, which is no one until this date. Except for you."

"Yeah, I was too impatient. And no, I was not the only lucky one. Aiolos. Remember, master Shion always talked about saint Degel the reader of the starsr from the previous era. They way he talks about it, you would think that Camus is the next Degel." Saga sighed again. "I saw him went there with Camus last week. And that's why I was impatient."

Aiolos smiled. "Yeah, you were careless. But that brings us back to this. Perhaps master Shion was preparing Camus to be your star reader."

Saga frowned. "And left you with nothing? That is unlikely."

"I am happy to be your first general, anyway. I prefer it." Aiolos pushed Saga forward, walking through the last stair. "Come on. After this, let's celebrate it with Kanon. I haven't seen him lately, by the way."

"Kanon, he…" Saga swallowed. "Aiolos, I...I have-"

"His Highness Patriarch Shion is waiting in the inner chamber." Suddenly the sharp voice of the Archdeacon Dono cut through the brief silence of Saga's stammered confession.

Aiolos winked to his friend, whispering. "Please choose a friendlier Archdeacon for you later, pal."

Saga swallowed, then softly chuckled, feeling relieved from the newest secret he was about to tell his closest friend.

And when they were obediently kneeling in front of the charismatic and legendary Patriarch Shion who survived the Holy War, both saints were unprepared to hear the biggest blow in their expectation.

"Considering all the achievements and the falls, the tears and blood you have scarified, and all the hard and noble work you have done for the peace in Sanctuary, hereby I declare you as my successor, the next Patriarch of Athena's Sanctuary, the representative and the knowledge keeper of the Star Hill : Sagittarius Aiolos."

Both saints secretly became pale with different reasons. And before Aiolos could turn to face his best friend, the Patriarch voice was heard again.

"Rise, Aiolos, my son." Patriarch Shion looked sharply to the other saint. "You may leave us and spread the news on my behalf, Saga. I will see you tomorrow morning."

"Yes, master." And the Gemini saint bowed politely behind Aiolos, swiftly leaving the chamber without a sound and with the head held high.

Aiolos did not have the time to see his friend's face. But he knew already how it would have been, no matter how Saga would try to hide it.

Anguish.

Despair.

Note :

I apologize for every sort of mistakes in my writings.