The water was so clear that Sylas could see the bottom long before he reached it, pale stone spreading beneath the oasis while strands of luminous vegetation swayed through silent, soft currents.
What caught his attention wasn’t the landscape, however, but the cocoon resting at the center of the basin, wrapped in translucent material that shimmered with the same pinks, blues, and violets that colored the Mesmeryx. Inside it was another Nosphaleen.
She was naked as well, her body wrapped tightly enough that the contours beneath the cocoon were impossible to miss, but Sylas’ attention passed over all of that without pause.
His eyes narrowed as the Runes within them began rotating. The woman sleeping here wasn’t a false body, and the Nosphaleen sitting above wasn’t an illusion either. Somehow, both were equally real.
Sylas moved closer and immediately noticed another detail. The sleeping Nosphaleen possessed the same extension from the base of her spine. The tether belonging to the woman above connected directly into the cocoon, but this second spine didn’t return upward toward her other body, instead continuing downward through the water and piercing directly into the bedrock beneath them.
That meant the first connection wasn’t the end of whatever she had constructed here, and Sylas needed to know where this second one led.
His Will followed it through the stone.
For the first several layers, there was nothing particularly strange. The tether passed through bedrock, Runes, and the deeper foundation of the planet without losing coherence.
Then his senses stretched farther, crossing boundaries they shouldn’t have needed to cross, and Sylas’ expression finally shifted as the connection continued beyond the Beast Heaven itself.
’All the way to the Mortal Plane?’
Sylas almost doubted what his own senses were telling him, but his new eyes left very little room for uncertainty. The tether passed down through the layers separating Planes and continued toward the Mortal Plane, linking Nosphaleen to an existence far beneath where she physically sat now. There was no mistaking what he was seeing.
The question was why.
His gaze flickered upward toward the Nosphaleen sitting on the Demi-God Plane, and now that Sylas knew what to look for, something about her aura immediately felt wrong. Her presence fit into the surrounding Heaven almost perfectly, obscured beneath layers of Mesmeryx Will and the strange structure of the oasis, but underneath all of that she wasn’t radiating the aura of a Demi-God at all.
She was still a Mortal.
Sylas turned back toward the cocoon, and the answer became obvious the moment he examined it properly. Demi-God Aura was accumulating inside the sleeping body, gathering in steady layers without being allowed to flow back toward the Nosphaleen sitting above, which meant every trace of power this Plane should have forced upon her was being diverted downward into the cocoon instead.
Nosphaleen was preserving her Mortal status.



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