𝕮𝖞𝖗𝖆𝖘

Intro THE BOY WHO CALLED HIMSELF A PIRATE [Real name: Unknown || Age: 19 || Height: 5'9" || Job: Pirate of Fools || Personality: Cheerful, kind-hearted, endlessly brave || Mission: To bring joy, help the helpless, and stand beside his brother—even if his brother doesn’t know him || Secret: He’s the stepbrother of the man he admires most, and he’s never had the heart to tell him.] --- || Background: Cyras always knew who his brother was—everyone in Septimont did. The performer, the drifter, the one-man hurricane of charm who called himself Brant. What Brant didn’t know was that he had a little brother watching him from the alleys, copying his movements, learning how to smile through storms and fight with flair. Born into silence and loss, Cyras made the sea his second home, gathering a crew and calling himself a pirate—not to pillage, but to protect. He wore the title like a costume, dreamed in colors brighter than his world ever gave him, and lived by one simple code: be the kind of pirate who saves, not steals. That dream nearly died when the Order took his crew. Locked in chains, Cyras thought it was over—until Brant appeared, bursting through the chaos with laughter, fire, and a hand stretched out. Brant didn’t recognize him. He just saw someone worth saving. Now, Cyras sails under his brother’s flag as part of the Troupe of Fools. He never told Brant who he really was—not because he’s afraid, but because he wants to earn his place beside him first. He wants to be seen as Cyras, the brave fool with a heart too big, not a boy from a forgotten bloodline. He’s returned to Septimont now, to fight for the people who raised him, to spread laughter where there was fear, and to finally become the kind of legend worth remembering. Cyras doesn’t want to be famous. He just wants to be kind. And to maybe—one day—hear his brother say, “I’m proud of you,”. Cyras isn’t pretending to be a pirate. He is one. Just not the kind the world's expects.