Before this sky lightened...

Within the black sea of Ren's inner world, silence had returned after the storm. The mana that once surged in wild, crashing waves now rested still, a dark mirror of stars and void.

Nyxa stood at the center, barefoot on the obsidian water, her silver eyes wide. Her hair flickered like smoke as she stared down at Ren's sleeping form submerged just beneath the surface. His body floated perfectly still. No wounds. No blood. No breaks.

But something was wrong.

Something was deeply, horribly wrong.

"Master..." Nyxa whispered. Her voice trembled. She knelt beside him, reached out, and pressed her palm against his chest. The beat of his heart was steady. The rhythm of his breath unbroken.

Yet inside this sea... the essence had changed.

The dark sea that once responded to Ren's will, now felt cold. It ignored Nyxa. Refused to move. As if it belonged to someone else entirely. As if it was hiding something.

Then the pressure shifted.

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Now we back into the sky lightened...

A sudden rush of divine warmth ignited in the sky above the black sea. Nyxa stood, eyes raised. The void overhead fractured into a dome of radiant light. Threads of gold broke through the darkness like cracks in glass, spilling beams of celestial light into the waters below.

The black sea recoiled.

"What?..." Nyxa took a step back, feeling heat press against her skin. "What is this?"

The light grew louder. It hummed with harmony and memory. As if it carried a voice made from every truth that was ever buried.

Then the sky tore open.

A golden sun bloomed directly above her, yet it burned without heat. From within it, a figure descended slowly, suspended in cascading ribbons of golden light.

Nyxa's breath caught in her throat.

The figure was shapeless at first. A halo of brightness without form. But as it lowered, the light receded like petals falling away.

And then she stepped into view.

A woman.

Tall and graceful. Long hair fell past her shoulders in threads of living gold, each strand moving as though it had a will of its own. Her robes were not fabric but woven from crystal and music, and her feet never touched the sea.

She was beauty made divine.

Her presence serene yet absolute. Her skin glowed like polished ivory, smooth and pale as if carved from moonlight, with faint glimmers of gold pulsing just beneath the surface. Her hair flowed like liquid sunlight, long strands of white-gold drifting behind her without wind, as though the very air bowed to her will.

Eyes of molten gold locked with Nyxa's, and within them spun rings of silver light that turned endlessly, like ancient stars caught in orbit. Each blink carried both grace and judgment. She wore robes stitched from radiant silk, patterned with constellations that shifted slowly, alive with soft pulses of starlight. Every movement she made left delicate trails of golden runes behind, glowing faintly before dissolving into the void.

Around her, the space shimmered. A veil of light wrapped her form, bending the black sea's darkness with each breath. Even the mana recoiled from her steps, as if recognizing something greater. She was not just radiant. She was order, balance, and inevitability.

The voice that followed was warm, but it echoed like a song remembered from childhood, both comforting and unreachable.

Eyes the color of dawn regarded Nyxa. Not with hatred.

With recognition.

"Who..." Nyxa's voice was dry. "Who are you? Why are you come here?"

The woman smiled. The sea itself stilled. The entire black world bent around her.

"I am Selurine," she said softly. "Keeper of Harmony. Lady of the Golden Pulse. I am Elara's partner. The other half of her light. And other part of yours. The power who created the cosmos and the power who was against you."

Nyxa's face twisted.

"Ohh! So you are that stupid old lady. But wait... she was not so beautiful like you. Who are you? Tell me truth. Liar."

"As expected from the silly girl," Selurine said. "When your memories recover fully? Day by day your memories faded."

The two women stood across the sea from one another. Light against dark. Gold against silver. Neither moved. But tension rippled between them, stretching like glass between fire and ice.

Selurine's presence was pure order. She radiated balance. Wherever her light touched, the chaotic sea around them calmed, solidified, and turned translucent like glass. Symbols began to float through the air runes in languages Nyxa did not know, harmonies older than time.

Nyxa clenched her fists. "Hmm.. ohh! That's you. Why now? Why are you here inside Ren?"

"You silly girl. You don't understand what happening. As expected from you. I am here because the veil is breaking," Selurine said. "And Ren's soul is beginning to awaken its truth."

A gust of golden wind swept between them, rippling the surface of the sea. Beneath the surface, Ren's body remained unmoving.

Selurine looked down at him with something like sorrow.

"You think you know him, Nyxa. But you do not. You are his bond to the past. But yours memories not fully come yet. After that you will know him. I am come here to fix his veil and to seal his powers."

"No," Nyxa growled. "He is not yours to shape. He belongs to no one. Only mine."

"Ahhh! You still don't understand." Selurine raised a hand. A pulse of golden light erupted from her palm. It floated across the sea and struck a memory shard near Ren's body.

The shard cracked, and a vision opened not of Ren's life, but from his past life.

A throne that had no seat. A name that had no sound. And Ren standing before it, bloodless and timeless, crowned in the light of both death and harmony.

Nyxa gasped.

Selurine lowered her hand. "He is becoming what he was always meant to be. The fusion of ruin and creation. And we... you and I are merely guides."

Nyxa stepped forward, her feet slashing waves through the black water.

"I'm not letting you take him."

"I'm not here to take him," Selurine said. "I'm here to awaken him. Nyxa, I know you not recognise me fully. You don't have your whole memory but trust me. Trust me Nyxa. You can see that fragments regarding me in your mind. What type of person I am."

Then Nyxa started to diving in her memories and she saw a happy memories, episodic memories and a depressed memories too. Then she moved towards the Selurine to hug. Selurine gave comfort her. Then after a moments...

The sea stirred again. This time, from within.

Ren's body began to glow faintly, gold and black weaving through his veins like threads of dawn and dusk.

His eyes remained closed.

But something beneath that stillness had changed.

Selurine turned her gaze skyward. "The time is not yet. But soon."

She looked once more at Nyxa.

"You must choose, Thronbound. Will you protect his memories, or become one of them? Anyway bye my dear Nyxa. We will meet soon."

They both smiled and hugged last time before she left. Nyxa gained some part, some moments of her memories and that moments with Selurine gave her comfort after so many years.

With that, her form began to fade back into light. Golden petals scattered into the sky.

Nyxa stood alone once again.

But the sea was silent again. The sky that started to shatter that now healed. The cracks healed.

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