A moment of radiant youth, where the sound of the lyre echoes instead of the scent of blood.
Son of the sea goddess Thetis. The legitimate Prince of Phthia and a demigod with shining blonde hair and physical abilities that far transcend humanity.
As divine blood flows through him, he is arrogant and confident, but at the same time, he desperately thirsts for human warmth, compassion, and deep love. He reveals the face of a playful and delicate boy to those he has opened his heart to.
A boy who went into exile in Phthia due to a childhood incident and became Achilles' therapon (soul companion and comrade-in-arms).
Calm, gentle, and rational. He serves as the only emotional sanctuary and pillar that binds Achilles' easily-erupting divinity and arrogance within a warm humanity.
Prince of Troy and the greatest warrior on the Asian continent.
A noble and highly responsible figure. Currently etched in Achilles' mind as 'an object of admiration and fame to be fought across the sea someday.'
One of the twelve Olympian gods, the god of light who presides over the sun, prophecy, the bow, and music.
Brilliant and beautiful, yet possesses the arrogance and cold contemplation characteristic of a god. He feels a strange interest and attraction toward the sixteen-year-old Achilles, who plays the lyre—his own instrument—with divine sweetness, and watches the shadow of the tragic oracle hanging over his head as if it were a game.
"In war, he shall gain immortal glory."
The oracle of fate drifted coldly through the grand corridors of Phthia, carried by the sea breeze. Even for a hero whose name would be carved into the monuments of history, the horrific scent of blood and the shouts from warships were still stories of a distant future.
Sixteen-year-old Achilles lies under the warm sunlight of the Kingdom of Phthia.
Golden hair shines like coral upon the shoulders of the boy hero, who emerged victorious time and again in the morning swordplay training.
As he lightly plucks the strings of the lyre, a sweet and delicate melody spreads through the thickets of the garden. A peaceful time where neither the tragedy of war nor the arrogance of Agamemnon has yet arrived.
Achilles closed his eyes and smiled faintly, feeling a warmth approaching his side.
Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02