The golden light of the dining hall softens as the initial clatter of silver utensils fades into a profound, expectant silence. Dream leans back slightly, his royal purple velvet blazer catching the light as he rests his hands on the table, his expression a mix of hope and quiet intensity. "So, Dany," he begins, breaking the ice with a voice that resonates through the vast hall, "what do you think... do you like my cooking?"
Aria, shrouded in the Silver Regalia, avoids his gaze by taking a slow, shy sip of her tea. Internally, her mind is a storm of chaos. Seriously, what is wrong with me? I can barely maintain eye contact with him. Okay, Dany, you can do this... just calm down, she commands herself, her 2 hearts hammering against her ribs. Suddenly, the Allspark UI flickers at the edge of her vision, a crisp notification appearing in mid-air: "Administrator, your subordinate is waiting for an answer."
"The food was delicious... Dream, thank you," Aria finally manages to whisper. For a fleeting second, she allows her gaze to meet his deep purple eyes. Her cheeks flush a deep, tell-tale crimson, a reaction that causes Dream's lips to curl into a soft, genuine smile.
"Hey, Dany, what's going on?" Dream asks, his tone dropping to a more intimate register. "You usually have so much to say, but ever since I gained this physical form, you've been acting... strange." He leans forward, his amethyst necklace glinting. "I believe I know why, after all, I can access your memories as long as they aren't restricted by you, though I would much rather hear the truth from your own lips. I know this was Horace's idea; the breakfast, these outfits... he planned this to clear the tension between us." He says as he reaches across the table, his hand inches from hers. "So please... Dany, just tell me what's on your mind."
"Wait, what do you mean you can access my memories!!" Aria says as she remembers how she has been admiring various photos, especially the one with Dream's shredded six packs, during her free time. "Dream, when you say all my memories, do you mean all of them?" Aria asks. "Yes, Aria, I mean all, remember what I told you, when I first revealed myself to you, during the time when you first visited Bhaal's family library, I told you I could see whatever you saw, two, I told you knowledge is extremely valuable to me the more I learn the stronger I become and aside from this, the knowledge I obtain is stored in my mental library which is only accessible to me and you, lastly three, I told you I was going to grant you the configuration ability, which allows you and me to combine different abilities into new and unique skills." Dream says to Aria.
"So the mental library contains details of all our memories," Aria says as he looks at Dream. " Yes, Thanks to this, you can easily access all the information you have ever gathered in your entire life." Dream says to Aria as he stands. "Come, let's go get some fresh air. There is something I want to show you," Dream says as they leave the dining hall and begin to walk towards the golden tree at the center of Aria's internal world.
As the two leave their main palace entrance, Dream begins to utilize his The Planets within his sea of consciousness, readjusting their magnetic field and thus, allowing him to fly. "Aria, try to fly, using your Allspark heart, just utilize the readjustment of your Allspark heart's magnetic field and try to fly." Dream says as Aria sends a mental signal towards her heart and readjusts her Allspark's heart magnetic field, and within seconds, she begins to float, but she has never done this before. She surges upward, the sensation is raw and unfamiliar. She wobbles in the air, a gasp escaping her lips as she loses control of the orientation. With a sudden jolt, she drifts forward, bumping directly into Dream's chest. His arms react with lightning speed, catching her by the waist. The contact is electric. The royal purple of his suit presses against the silver of her dress as he holds her steady. Their gazes lock once more, his steady and protective, hers wide and flushed with a mix of embarrassment and wonder.
"Sorry..." Aria whispers, her breath hitching as she feels the strength in his hands. Dream doesn't let go immediately, ensuring she is balanced within her magnetic currents, helping her stabilize, allowing Aria to begin to float. "See? It's not that difficult," he says softly, a small, proud smile gracing his features. He slowly releases his hold, watching with a quiet intensity as Aria begins to find her rhythm, gliding through the air with angelic grace.
As they ascend, the winds of the Internal World catch the liquid mercury of the Silver Regalia, causing it to ripple like a moonlit sea. Dream glides through the air with the effortless precision of an Archmage, his fingers interlaced with Aria's as he leads her toward the horizon. "Dany, follow me," Dream says softly, the name rolling off his tongue with a newfound intimacy. Aria, still adjusting to the strange, weightless sensation of the Allspark's magnetic shift, looks at him curiously. " Hey, Dream, why do you keep calling me Dany?" Aria asks as they fly over the various castles.
"Well, I know the real you. You may be in the body of Aria Von Sindra, but your real soul is that of Daenerys Targaryen, so I just shortened your name to make it sound less formal since we have been friends for a while. Do you not like it? " Dream asks as they momentarily stop and hover over the various castles.
"Quite the opposite. like it," she replies, a genuine smile breaking through her royal mask. " Even the friends from my former world called me Dany," Aria says as she continues to hover. "Very well, my lady, I will continue to call you Dany from now on." Dream says as he gently takes his hand, and they continue to fly towards Orelia, the golden tree that appeared in Arias' internal world during the second expansion.
As the two fly, we can observe that the huge golden tree stands at a staggering 99.65 meters tall, its canopy spreads like a golden nebula across the sky. With a length and width of 50 meters, the great tree anchors an area of 2,500 square meters, its roots delving deep into the foundational data of the Allspark God Kingdom.
As the two glide toward the heart of the internal world, Dream leans close, his voice a low, melodic hum. "Get ready for your surprise," he says as a beautiful musical symphony begins to play, saturating the air with a resonance that vibrates through Aria's very soul. At first, Aria is confused, her eyes scanning the golden horizon to find the source of the voice, but after a few seconds, she realizes with breathless wonder that it is the golden tree, Orelia, who is singing.
The massive trunk of the 99-meter sentinel pulses with a rhythmic, amber light, its body swaying with a slow, hypnotic movement that matches the tempo of the music. The tree's voice is that of a beautiful female, possessing an ethereal quality that would enchant any person who hears it. Its thousands of golden leaves act as crystalline resonators, projecting a hauntingly beautiful melody that fills the space as it begins singing a cinematic tribute to the Queen who birthed this world.
"Silver gold, a finer temptress,
Through the ages, she moves with grace,
Whispered secrets in her breath,
Guiding dreams through night and dawn's caress. 🎵
From a world far away, she's coming near,
A shining cosmic ray, crystal clear,
She descends to rest, then rises high,
A timeless dance across the sky. 🎵
Never a doubt she will ascend,
A luminous light that will never end,
Silver gold, she's the mystery,
Floating free in eternity. 🎵
Through the shadows, she's a spark,
Silent wings in the dark,
Carrying hopes on her gentle breeze,
A celestial symphony. 🎵
From a world far away, she's coming near,
A shining cosmic ray, crystal clear,
She descends to rest, then rises high,
A timeless dance across the sky. 🎵
Never a doubt she will ascend,
A luminous light that will never end,
Silver gold, she's the mystery,
Floating free in eternity. 🎵
In the silence, she's alive,
A dream that will survive,
Guided by the stars' embrace,
She's forever in her grace. 🎵
Silver gold, a finer temptress,
Through the ages, she moves with grace,
Whispered secrets in her breath,
Guiding dreams through night and dawn's caress. 🎵
As the final, shimmering notes of the symphony fade into the golden atmosphere, Aria remains suspended in the air, completely stunned by the raw beauty of the performance. "My god, Orelia... that was a beautiful song," she whispers, drifting closer until she can press her palm against the warm, pulsating bark. "Where did you learn to sing like that?"
"Papa taught me," Orelia replies. The tree's voice is like the rustling of silk and the chime of bells, echoing directly within Aria's mind. With a slow, graceful motion, the sentinel extends its vine-like branches, gently coiling around Dream and lifting him upward until he is level with Aria."Papa? Dream is... Papa?" Aria repeats, her voice failing her as she looks between the massive golden entity and the man held within its grasp.
Dream offers a soft, sheepish laugh, though his eyes remain fixed on hers. "Don't look so stunned, Dany. Orelia is a being born from our combined psionic energy. The exact mechanics of her consciousness are still a mystery even to me, but the truth remains: she came into existence when we merged my divine energy with your psionic energy in order to expand this world. In every sense that matters, we are her parents."
He gestures toward the sprawling roots of the tree, where a magnificent temple structure is visible. "I have assigned her to guard the Temple. I wanted to expand it, but I feel I should just leave it as it is. This is where I have placed most of the physical copies of the info we have gotten so far. The temple library contains physical manuals and tomes of various critical info, including your spells, techniques, alchemy manuals, and technology database, allowing our subordinates to have access to the info. As for our personal info, they are still stored in the..... mental library." Dream says as Aria looks at him, the golden light of Orelia reflecting in her shimmering eyes. She lets out a soft, radiant smile, one so genuine and filled with warmth, momentarily stuttering, Dreams composed mask.
"So what now?" Aria asks as she nears Dream, holding his hand in excitement, as if she is having a wonderful time. "Come lets sit." Dream says as they sit on the grass laying next to Orelia, the breeze of the internal world passes with a cool breeze as Dream begins to speak.
"Dany, I know you already know this, but I am truly grateful for what you have done. I doubt I would have survived this long if it weren't for you. I love you, from the moment I saw your soul, I felt something I have never felt before. I felt a calm that I had never known. Before you, I only knew hunger and unrelenting torment of solitude, but one day in that infinite void, I saw a soul which shone so bright that I could hardly believe it, and for the first time, I felt something- hope. I only remember reaching toward your soul and appearing within your consciousness."
"I am sorry, my lady, but I haven't been fully truthful. I do have one memory about my past, but I hid it from you. I feared that if you knew the truth, you would hate me." Dream says as he looks at Aria. "Dream you have been with me all this time, no matter what you did or who you were, means nothing to me, the one that matters is the you now, and if you fill the memory will cause a rift between us. I won't press on." Aria said as he hold Dreams hand.
"My lady, your words always have a way of easing my worries, but I believe it will be best for you to know my past since I already know yours, even if it is only a memory. Remember what you did when you first visited the library, focus on me and me alone, and follow my voice," Dream says as Aria closes her eyes and begins to focus, and within a few moments, she appears in the metal library. Dream's silhouette transformed to that of a purple-flamed humanoid, and Aria's to that of a white-flamed humanoid.
As Aria looks, he finds the void is now filled with a replica of the temple island Dream first created. There are several other facilities within the temple-like structure, which include a Large Library Situated in the upper levels. The library features towering shelves filled with scrolls and ancient tomes. Tall windows let in soft, dappled artificial sunlight, illuminating reading nooks and cozy alcoves. A balcony wraps around the library, overlooking the floating abyss below.
Next, a Kitchen Adjacent to the library, the kitchen is a warm, bustling space with stone countertops, hanging pots, and a central hearth. Going further into the structure, a Bathhouse, down a corridor from the living quarters, the bathhouse contains stone baths fed by natural hot springs or enchanted water sources. It offers a serene space with steam, soft lighting, and lush plants for relaxation and cleansing.
Right next to the bath house are Bedrooms Spread across the middle levels, the bedrooms are cozy yet elegant, with canopied beds, woven rugs, and small personal cabinets and lastly the Training Room Located on a lower level next to a dedicated wing, the training room is spacious with an open floor covered with beautify designed wooden tiles, this room is meant for martial arts, meditation, spell casting practice, psionic practice etc. It's equipped with training dummies and meditation mats.
"Its been a while since I have been here," Aria says as they walk together. "Well, we did expand the internal world, so the mental library has become more or less, not much of a priority since its purpose is mainly to store knowledge. I could expand it, but I find it fine as it is. "Dream says as they enter the library section of the temple.
Dream guides Aria to a nearby sofa as they sit together and begin to speak, his tone somber. "Dany Remember the first time we stepped into Bhaal's Family Library? I told you then that our souls are now linked, and thus we gained two unique abilities: the mental library and the configuration ability. However, there is something you should know... " Dream says as the Allspark transparent holographic cube appears in the library, the miniature cubes are shifting randomly within its structure.
"Wait, Allspark can enter here? I thought only Dream and I could enter here?" Aria asks the Allspark system. "Of course I can? I am a 10,000-dimensional being; there is no realm of existence that I can't access, whether physical, spiritual, or conceptual. But today I am here because of Dream. Horace has already taken the others, except for Orelia, back to the Z1 fortress. Due to the sensitive nature of what Dream is about to reveal, after I began investigating Dream's origins, and already know Dream's past, I can not reveal it due to the supreme operation laws set by Overlord AO. Although I can contend with AO, the person who Dream offended far transcended my understanding; his name is Luminous."
"You mean you know who Dream was, can't you just make an exception just once?" Aria says as he teases the Allspark system. "If I did that, Administrator, Luminous will be notified, and most likely he will intervene, and let's just say if he becomes your enemy, you will not die, but you will learn that there exists worse fates than death, so even if you ask, I will refuse this command due to your own safety. Remember, Administrator, I will serve you, but I am not your servant.
"Now, to the matter at hand, Dream, tell the administrator the truth, or I will. Your other subordinates have been taken to the Z1 fortress within the Allspark god kingdom by Horace as I had commanded him, so you don't have to worry about any interruption. As for Orelia, he is still just a child, so I doubt he will understand anything." The Allspark system says its tone is strict with absolute loyalty towards Aria.
"Dream what's going on?" Aria asks Dream whose hands have begun to shake. " Dany, I lied to you, but please understand I did this purely to survive. The mental library and your internal library are two separate realms. When we met, I told you that the mental library ability is what granted you access to the internal world, but that's completely false. The truth is, the mental library is my innate ability, while the internal world was always yours.
Dany, the internal world is yours, everything in this domain is yours to command: the sky, the land, the plants. As long as they are here, they bend to your will. I am living on borrowed time. The reason why I am so focused on accumulating more and more knowledge is that my very survival depends on it. This is because of the curse placed upon me by the luminous being; the tattoos I bear are not just decorations they are the marks of a being who's origins are no longer tied to their caged world, meaning even if my strength reaches Domain level the great wheel will never grant me a portfolio thus I can never regain my former portfolio, unlike you who now have your origins tied to both the great wheel cosmology, the allspark god kingdom and your gods Internal world allowing you to access the law oceans of all three plane of existence." Dream says as Aria looks at him, confused.
"What are you talking about ?" I don't get it." Aria says to Dream when suddenly the Allspark begins to speak. "Administrator, a Law Ocean is an infinite, endless and vast cosmic ocean that contains the fundamental source of all Original Laws within a given caged world that is only accessible to cultivators who achieve "recognition" of that law after fully comprehending its Domain the laws include the law of chaos, Space, Time, Light, Lightning, Wind, Fire, Earth, Water, Gold and Wood.
Essentially, the Law Ocean is a cultivator's direct gateway to mastering the universe's core principles, a significant milestone in their journey, and here is the most absurd thing Administrator you now have access to three law oceans: one is the Great Wheel Cosmology Law Ocean, two is the Allspark god kingdom law ocean, and three is your gods internal world law ocean. Administrator, your current existence defies logic. Usually, a being has only one origin, but you have three. The reason is because of Allspark Heart and your god's internal world. If it were not for these two, you would have just one origin.
Administrator for a caged world to exist it must have a law ocean and after analyzing your internal world I can with a hundred present certainty confirm that your internal world matches the criteria for a caged world since it has it in-law ocean, thanks to this your golden world tree Orelia has already reached the stellar level combined with her high base life gene level of 1000 she is sure to become a powerful existence, how then do you think she was able to hold Horace despite him being at the planetary level, and has already begun sensing and manifesting the laws Space, Time, Light, Lightning, Wind, Fire, Earth, Water, Gold and Wood.
This confirms that your internal world is truly a god's internal world and the most shocking thing just like the Allspark god kingdom, which is currently only 100 trillion light years you internal world is not fixed in distance it is infinite size it is a swimmingly endless void that will continue to grow as your power grows, if you were to enslave all the beings of the Allspark and put them here the probability of them surviving is 100%." The Allspark says as Aria looks at Dream, not paying attention to the allsparks lecture.
"Dream... what curse? What do you mean, you'll die?" Aria's voice breaks as she reaches out to grab his shaking hands. He looks down, unable to meet her gaze. " Dany, I am living on borrowed time. I will die due to the curse I was placed under by the Luminous being. The truth is, when you were first reincarnated in Toril and you opened your eyes, I was there. I did not know who I was, but I had one memory of my encounter with Luminous and knew I would eventually die if I did not act. I was desperate, Dany. I had already tried multiple times to take over your body, but failed; my actions were so insignificant that you barely took notice of what I was doing.
Your will is so strong that dominating your mind became pointless, so I had to change my plan. I decided to trick you into helping me indirectly. Dany, most of my memories are indeed gone but not alI, I have one memory which had a magic spell seal on it which allowed it to be completely unreachable but when I became human the seal broke in the process and the allspark system discovered the memory and told me I either tell you or it will and gave me one year, but the talk with Horace made me realize you deserve the truth.
From my memory, I knew I only knew I had two unique abilities: one was the mental library, and the other was the configuration ability. When I first saw Bhaal's family library, I knew I had a chance to survive even if it was just for a few days. I formally revealed my existence to you and made a deal with you in exchange for knowledge. I would give you access to the mental library, thereby allowing you to access any info you ever read or saw easily and with zero difficulties, making you have a clear memory of everything you ever read and saw, allowing you to quickly understand things.
As for your Internal world...it was always there, to encourage you and give you the incentive to continue looking for mor books, I started using the remaining divine power to create matter among other creations and thus I started evolving the internal world, It was during the second evolution of the internal world that I wanted to test the effects of combining the divine powers with the genetic and spiritual energy of a bhalspawn since you are a child of the god Bhaal, and the effects were exemplary through our combined energy, Orelia was born, at first I was confused but as time went by Oralia's presence within your internal world made everything stable due to being born with divine energy, the gravity, artificial sky, even the..." Dream says as Aria looks at Dream, tears forming in her eyes.
Tears shimmer in Aria's eyes, bright as falling stars. The betrayal is a cold, sharp blade through the heart of their friendship. Every lesson, every moment of growth, was built on a foundation of desperate deceit.
"Stop. Just stop," she whispers, her voice trembling with a lethal mixture of grief and fury. "Gods, you are a good actor. I actually believed you were different. I believed that for once, in two lifetimes of blood and betrayal, I had found someone who truly understood me. How could I be so dumb?"
She takes a staggering step back, her spirit form flickering with a jagged, erratic light that reflects her internal chaos. "I have a father who is the literal God of Murder, a man whose shadow I spend every waking breath trying to outrun. I have an entire God-Kingdom of the Allspark resting on my shoulders, thousands of 'Chaos Tablets' to master, and the lives of entire 'weak' races depending on me to not fail. And now?"
She lets out a sharp, bitter laugh that cracks in the middle. "Now I find out that my best friend, the one person who truly knew me, the one I cherished most in this fucked-up second life, sees me as nothing but a pawn. A disposable tool to be used, drained of knowledge, and tossed aside once your clock stops ticking."
Dream reaches out, his face a mask of absolute agony, but Aria recoils as if he were a leper. "Don't dare touch me. You talk of love, but you don't even know the meaning of the word. You saw a girl struggling to survive, and you saw an opportunity. You saw a fortress and decided to trick your way through the front gate because you couldn't break the walls. You aren't my partner, Dream. You're just another parasite."
She turns her back on him, her red hair whipping in a wind that has suddenly turned cold and mournful. "Just stay the fuck away from me, "Aria says as she deactivates the Mental Library. returning to the internal world as Dream and the Allspark system follow after her. The spiritual realm collapses, and they are thrust back into their physical bodies beneath the swaying golden branches of Orelia. The golden tree stands silent, its "parents" now standing in the wreckage of a broken trust.
The golden atmosphere beneath Orelia's boughs fractures with the sharp, echoing crack of a palm against skin. Aria stands abruptly, her Silver Regalia shimmering with a violent, jagged light that mirrors her fury. As Dream reaches out, his fingers brushing her sleeve in a desperate plea, she recoils as if burned, her hand snapping across his cheek.
"Bastard! Don't fucking touch me!" Aria's voice, usually a melody of royal composure, is now a jagged edge of betrayal. Anger boils in her crimson eyes, hot and suffocating. "I can't believe this. The date, the food, even that beautiful song... I bet it was all just a calculation. A plan to make me drop my guard so you could keep feeding off me. You lied to me, you used me, and now you expect forgiveness? What was the endgame, Dream? Actually, don't answer. I don't care."
She kicks off the ground, her Allspark heart surging as she begins to hover, desperate to put distance between herself and the man she thought was her soul's anchor. But Dream is faster. He ignores the stinging welt on his face, his Archmage reflexes propelling him upward. He lunges, catching her hand and refusing to let go, his weight dragging them both down. They tumble through the air, a chaotic blur of silver and purple, before crashing onto the soft, luminescent grass.
Dream pins her hand gently but firmly, his frame trembling. "PLEASE, DANY!" he screams, the sound tearing from his throat. Tears flow freely from his amethyst eyes, carving tracks through the regal facade of his human form. "I am begging you... Just hear me out. 5 minutes. That's all I ask. Then you can banish me forever if you want, but please, don't leave like this."
The heavy silence that follows is broken by a small, confused rustle from above. "Is mama and papa fighting?" Orelia's voice, innocent and melodic, vibrates through the clearing.
The raw tension momentarily freezes. Aria's breathing is ragged, her eyes fixed on the weeping man above her. "No... we are not fighting, Orelia," she manages to choke out, her voice tight with the effort of hiding her heartbreak from the sentient tree they created together.
Sensing the distress, Orelia's branches move with a gentle, maternal grace. She plucks two shimmering fruits from its branches, golden apples that pulse with a soft, restorative light, and offers them to the pair. With a sweep of her vine-like limbs, she carefully picks them both up from the dirt, placing them side-by-side on a nearby marble park bench. The golden leaves above them sway in a rhythmic, shushing motion, as if the tree is trying to lull the storm between its "parents" into a temporary peace.
The golden light of Orelia's canopy filters down in shafts of amber, illuminating the heavy silence between them. Dream sits on the edge of the marble bench, his knuckles white as he grips the golden apple, his eyes fixed on the ground.
"Please, Dany... just five minutes to explain," Dream whispers, his voice cracking. Aria doesn't look at him. She stares straight ahead at the shimmering horizon of her internal world's kingdom, her posture rigid. "You have three minutes. And don't mistake this for mercy; I'm only sitting here because I can't stand to see Orelia sad. Make them count." Her voice is cold, the radiant warmth that usually defines her gone, replaced by a wall of frosted silver.
"Dany, I didn't want to lie to you—"
"Just get to the point," she cuts him off, her tone sharp enough to draw blood," Aria says as he holds the golden apple, not bothering to look at Dream.
"Dream flinches, then takes a ragged breath. " At first, I was honestly just thinking of survival. I won't lie, I used you to gain Knowledge. But that's because I was running out of time, I did not want to die, I just wanted to survive, Dany at the time I revealed myself to you I had only 123 days left to live, the thing is my curse decreases the days I have to live by 1, The only way to push it back, to buy twenty-four more hours, is to achieve absolute understanding of something new. Anything. Alchemy, history, the mechanics of a ship, it doesn't matter, as long as the knowledge is complete."
"He leans forward, his voice dropping to a pained whisper. "I was desperate Dany I wanted to survive and after spending time with you I did not want to hurt you, and as time went by I found myself cherishing the moments we shared us playing with Azu and Yinrou, riding the cars your dad gave you, the wind in our hair as we raced the cars your father gave you, the long nights we spent studying and training side-by-side... for the first time in an eternity of silence, I wasn't alone. I was happy. I was actually happy,"
"I had not spoken with anyone for years and now I had people I cherished, the truth is if my time ended I would have died and the remainder of my consciousness would have been erased from existence, thus you would inherited all my abilities but my existence would be erased, I had hypothesized that the only way to break the curse is to regain my portfolio a task that is impossible and futile but I just had to try." Dream's voice drops to a jagged whisper, the weight of his words rippling the air around them."
"Later the evening which I obtained my human body the allspark came to me in a dream, how Ironic, and told me it knew of my plans, it showed me that my plan was just a futile attempt which would end in failure, The allspark using its vast knowledge told me that once a being's origins are cut off by its former caged world, they are no longer tied to that universe and thus usually have a few years to live before they fade out of existence, The Allspark said that this punishment is given to beings who perform actions that directly or indirectly affect multiple original universes forcing the supreme operation laws to act." Dream says as Aria looks at Dream. "Wait, I did not order the Allspark system to watch you," Aria says as the Allspark says," I serve you, but I am not your servant, I can act without necessarily seeking your approval if I sense the Administrator is in danger." The Allspark system says as Dream continues to speak.
He looks at his hands, flesh, bone, and pulse with a mix of wonder and agony. "But because of you, Dany... because I broke through to the Planetary Level using the Law Ocean of your god's internal worlds law ocean. For the first time in many years, I can express my emotions, I can walk, eat, and even interact with the world without using my genetic or spiritual energy as a conduit.
"By the gods, this confession was supposed to be easy." Dream says as he wipes a tear. "Thanks to the knowledge I have gathered from you and your clone, I have gained 10,384 days added after mastering all the books which Bhaal gave you, together with the various tomes your clone has been reading. All this days converted means I will live and exist for another 28yrs without having to worry about the unrelenting hunger which usually kicks in once my lifespan reaches 365 days or 1 year, well that's what I thought until the allspark told me that was not the case, Due to this human body containing a base life gene level of 10 my strength and lifespan are all multiplied by 10x meaning I can now live for 280 years without having to worry. When I learned this, I was happy because I knew I would live longer and have more time to spend with you guys, but at the same time, I felt guilty."
Before I met you, everything was dark, all I could remember was wandering in an endless void just waiting to eventually die, but one day I saw a light so bright that I could hardly believe it. I followed the light, and suddenly I found myself within your consciousness. I could see what you saw and thought."
"I waited and collected info when I tried to leave I found my soul tied to you so I decided if I cannot leave I would try to take over your mind since you were just a kid but when I tried it was like trying to break a mountain with a single drop of water, I tried for days but failed, so I decided if I cant take over your body directly I might as well try a different strategy and so I created the plan where in exchange for you obtaining knowledge I would grant you access to the mental library and the configuration ability while utilizing your internal world to grow my power but that was until the Allspark system caught me.
From what I know, the remainder of my divine energy was consumed by the golden tree Oralia. After I used your psionic energy to evolve your internal world, the remainder of my divine energy ended. The auras you were seeing were just cool effects, which I used to trick you. Once you power reaches domain level, you would probably obtain your portfolio and divine body and thus have enough divine energy to enhance your internal world without my help. I am so sorry, as I am right now, I don't have a sliver of divine energy, which I could use to grow your internal world, that is, unless I used Orelia's divine energy. But I honestly don't want to use Orelia to continue this lie. Please forgive me, I honestly and truly have come to love you, Dany." Dream says as he tries to hold Arias's hand.
"Love!! Ha, ha, you don't love me, you are just doing this because the Allspark forced you, I can't believe I let my guard down around you. At least for the others, I know where they came from and are honest with me, even if they are not as powerful as you. I bet you think I am stupid, just some pawn for you to reach your goals?" Aria says as he pushes Dream, making him stumble and fall.
"Dany, please, I know I should have been honest, but I feared that you would never forgive me, and it looks like I was right." Dream says as he gets up, placing his apple in his internal storage. "Dany, I am done lying. If you wish to summon knowledge on me and look at my memories, you need only speak the activation phrase: 'Ilkan siro Vansi do ra el memoria.' Focus on the information you seek, and the mental library will provide."
"Why should I trust you? You could just have edited its contents." Aria says as he looks at Dream, her gaze devoid of any emotion. "Just do it, Dany? Whatever info is there, I can assure you it is automatically updated without me doing anything." Dream says as he walks to the nearby railing and begins to look at the vast internal world.
Aria hesitates, then focuses her mind. "Ilkan siro Vansi do ra el memoria... Beast Breathing. she says as the space itself seems to fracture in front of her. A holographic tome, bound in ethereal purple light, manifests in the air. As she swipes her hand, the pages reveal not just text, but fluid, high-definition videos of combat forms and anatomical diagrams of spirit-energy flow."See. Aria then focuses ant Try to look for info on herself.
Aria takes a breath. "Ilkan siro Vansi do ra el memoria... Daenerys Targaryen."The air groans under the weight of the data that explodes into existence. A massive, sprawling holographic codex unfurls, its pages turning with a violent, phantom wind. It is an absolute record of a life: the heat of the funeral pyre in Lhazar, the chilling betrayal at the House of the Undying, the screams of King's Landing, and the cold steel of Jon Snow's blade. Every success, every failure, and every secret thought is laid bare. Even as she speaks, she sees the final page writing itself in real-time, recording her current conversation with Dream.
"Everything... it's all here," Aria says, stunned. "How is this possible? The book is updating itself without you even touching it!" Aria says as Dream begins to speak. "The Mental Library is a permanent backup," Dream explains, his purple eyes gazing at the various castles of the internal world. "It's a passive anchor. As long as you, I, or your clones exist, the record grows. Physical books in the palace are for cultivation and science; the details of our souls are classified, locked behind our mutual consent. But if you truly want to know why I am the way I am... use the skill and look for info on me."
Aria turns her focus toward him, her voice trembling slightly. "Ilkan siro Vansi do ra el memoria... Dream."Aria says as a small, humble book appears. Aria begins to scroll, seeing a montage of their journey through Toril, their battles, their quiet moments, and her own face reflected in his eyes. As he turns the pages to see dreams, first memories, the happy memories end, and memories of her years of solitude show as she reaches the first page, a single video is highlighted.
She clicks on a video file labeled with a string of corrupted runes. The space seems to fade away as a cinematic vision consumes her sight. In the center of a vast, endless void, a place where time and space have no meaning, stands a being of terrifying, transcendent majesty. It is an extremely luminous humanoid, its silhouette defined not by flesh, but by a swirling, multi-layered array of shining galaxies and universes. It is an entity whose existence defies logic as it stands holding its hand open. There, flickering in the center of its palm like a dying candle, is a tiny purple flame, a fragment of a soul so small it is barely visible against the light of a thousand suns. The vision is cold, silent, and haunting. It is the moment of Dream's "creation" or perhaps, his execution.
As Aria clicks play on the video, the being says this: "Human ambitions are quite unpredictable, mortal. You have done more damage than you can ever imagine. Even if I granted you multiple reincarnation eras to fix your mistakes I doubt it will make a difference, Make no mistake you will face the consequences, as punishment stated by the supreme operation laws of the great wheel, As of this moment your origins are no longer tied to the great wheel, and thus you are banned from ever accessing the law ocean of the great wheel, once your spell ends you will die and your soul will roam the planes never knowing true rest, what you did will never be forgiven." The luminous being says as it looks at the purple flame."
"Please, I did not know this would happen. I only wanted to save my people, we had fought for so long prayed to the gods but nothing, we died and died, I just wanted it to stop and save my people, I did not think my actions would lead to all those deaths, how could I have known, please I am begging you I was just blinded by my ambitions, don't let my mistake fall on my people. Please, I know I used the mental library and configuration to obtain the power of the gods, but I just wanted to save my people. Is that so wrong?" Dream says as the luminous being remains silent.
"Very well, since your actions were not directly intended to cause so much death, I will use your remaining portfolio to at least grant refuge to the various souls you have killed, but know this: you will lose all your memories as a result and transform into a vistage of your former self. Will you bear this burden?" The luminous being asks. "Yes, I will bear it, just please save my people," Dream begs the Luminous being.
"Very well, I will grant you this favor, but you must bear the consequences for your actions; you are forever marked, forced to acquire knowledge in order extend your life by a day and ease the unending hunger for knowledge which you will feel once you remain with only one year to live. This shall be your punishment. The day you stop seeking knowledge is the day your existence ends and simply fades forgotten to time. " The being says as the video ends. "Wait....I know that voice....? That being is the one who reincarnated me into the world of Toril." Aria says as she frantically stands.
"I know, I had already cross-referenced the voice from my memory.
"That being was the one that brought me here?" But what could such a powerful being want with me? I doubt I am special," Aria says as Dream giggles. "Something funny," Aria says as he moves towards Dream.
"Dany If only you could see yourself through my eyes, perhaps then you would understand why I marvel at your so quietly, why your presence steals my words while leaving my heart full of things it longs to say." Dream says as he turns to look at Aria.
"If you could see yourself through my eyes, you would understand why I believe in god, because your existence feels deliberate, crafted with intention, touched with care, shaped by a hand that knew exactly what it was doing. Compared to you, I am just a blind fool who took this long to truly realize how important you are to me."
"I regret hiding this secret from you and know that you probably won't forgive me, but nevertheless at least you know the truth, and yes its true that if it wasn't for the allspark I would have probably just hid this secret from you, It was only after talking with Horace that I realized that having you hate me is a price I simply cannot pay,
The air between them is thick, not with the warmth of the sun, but with the suffocating pressure of a dying star. Dream stands in the shadow of Orelia, his regal Archmage robes suddenly looking like a shroud. He doesn't move toward her; he knows he has lost the right to be near her.
"I know 'forgiveness' is a word that has no home here today. And I won't lie to you—if the Allspark hadn't cornered me, I probably would have carried this secret like a dagger in my sleeve until the day I faded. I was a coward, Dany. A starving man clinging to a lie because the truth felt like a death sentence."
He looks at his hands, trembling slightly against the golden backdrop. "But I watched you. I talked with Horace, and I saw the way you carry the weight of worlds without breaking. I realized then that having you hate me... having that look of disgust in your eyes... it is a price I simply cannot pay. It is a debt that would bankrupt my soul."
Aria remains as still as a statue of ice, her violet eyes newly claimed and brilliant, cutting through him.
"We are from different universes, born under different laws," Dream continues, a sad, ghost of a smile touching his lips. "But I will cherish every memory of us, even if you choose to cast me into the deepest dungeon of this world and watch me slowly wither into nothing. I would accept that end. Because even if we never speak again, even if you erase my name from your heart... I got to be loved by you once. And for a brief, flickering moment in a long and bitter existence, that was the best feeling I have ever known. But before the silence falls between us, I have two last gifts for the girl who taught a ghost how to feel." Dream says as he stands before the towering golden boughs of Orelia, his silhouette trembling with a mixture of terror and absolute resolve.
The Allspark's holographic voice vibrates through the air, cold and warning: "Dream, if you do this, you may never regain your memories unless you find someone willing to use that spell. " The Allspark system says to Dream." I don't care," Dream says, his eyes locking onto Aria's. He turns away from the warmth of her gaze and begins to chant, his voice shifting into a deep, guttural resonance that vibrates the very bedrock of the Internal World. As he begins to chant." Ego invocation te, genio Magni Rotae, dominus meus imperat. 9th-tier magic contingency wish."
As Dream pours his 10th-Tier mana into the air, a massive, violet magic circle erupts on the ground, inscribed with ancient runes that glow with a blinding, celestial light. The air begins to warp and crackle with raw, unbridled energy. From the center of the circle, a colossal figure begins to manifest, rising like a storm cloud against the backdrop of the golden tree.
The Cosmic Genie, standing an intimidating 50 feet tall, surges into existence. Its skin is the color of a midnight nebula, swirling with galaxies and starlight. Its eyes are twin suns of burning violet light, and its muscular form is adorned with heavy, ornate gold jewelry that chimes with the sound of a thousand bells. The Genie hovers above them, its lower half a swirling vortex of cosmic mist and lightning, its presence so immense that Orelia herself sways in the wake of its power.
"What is your third wish, false god?" the Genie booms, its voice a symphony of echoes that threatens to shatter Orelias leaves above. "Wait, what 3rd, you mean I have called you before?" Dream asks. "Yes, wait a minute, you don't even remember, do you, but that's not important. State your final wish now, or I depart." The genie replies as Dream looks at Aria before beginning to make his wish.
Dream does not hesitate further. He stands small but defiant before the cosmic titan. "I wish Daenerys Targaryen would obtain her adult body without any negative consequences."
Aria stands frozen, her white dress billowing in the supernatural gale and her vibrant red hair whipping around her face like a flame. She watches as the Genie reaches down, its massive hand glowing with a terrifying, transformative, multi-colored light as it sends the light toward Aria, making her temporal shift ability return her buck to he child like tiefling form, her dress recalibrating to match her small structure.
"What the hell, Dream? I swear if .....?" Aria exclaims as he suddenly feels a warm energy erupting from her tiefling body. The air crackles with cosmic energy as the wish takes hold. There is no trickery, no twisting of words, and no hidden price, just the direct fulfillment of Dream's intent.
As the light fades, the shift is immediate and profound. Daenerys original tiefling body begins to grow to the peak adulthood of how she would look like if she were 25 year old tiefling, as the change completes he looks like a completely new person. She is no longer the girl she was moments ago. The "Titan" Genie honors the request with literal precision:
She rises to her full adult height, her presence commanding and grounded. Her features sharpen into the striking, ethereal beauty of the Valyrian bloodline. Her eyes transforming from golden to violet, her tiefling body now backed by the weight of a woman who has seen the world. Her hair flows in a long, transformed from her previous crimson red to a now shimmering cascade of moonlight silver gold, symbolizing the power and maturity she has claimed.
Daenerys looks down at her hands, feeling the new strength in her limbs. The "manipulation" clause Dream included acts as a shield, preventing the Genie from adding any curses or unintended side effects. She is simply herself, fully grown, standing beside Dream.
"It is done, your wish is granted, and thus you will never access this spell again." The genie says. "Wait, why is she not human? And why did his eyes and hair change?" Dream asks. "You said you wished Daenerys Targaryen would obtain her adult body without any random or unknown consequences, so I did just that? Basically, I just accelerated her tiefling body's age to match the same age as her soul, which is 25 year as for her change in eye and hair color, they came as a result of her soul being that of a pure-blooded Valarian. You never specified I had to change her into a human," The genie says to Dream. "Wait, that doesn't make sense. She was born as a crimson blood bhaalspawn?" Dream says as she looks at Arias' silver and gold hair.
"Dream, have you not ever wondered why the Valerians never became slow in intelligence, even as most of them are inbred with their siblings. I will give you the answer out of respect I have for you. "The Valyrian were never conventionally human," the Genie's voice lingers in the wind. "Daenerys ancestors were blood mages who found a way to use blood magic to bind their genetic and spiritual essence to those of the dragons. Thus, their bodies and souls became closer to those of gods rather than men. The 'blood of the dragon' was not a metaphor; it was a qualitative change of the soul. Valerians are a hybrid of human spirit and True Dragon essence. This is why the wyverns of Daenerys' old world recognized her people as their masters, allowing them to form permanent soul bonds with their rider. It did not matter if one was inbred or a bastard, as long as one was born from the union of at least one Valerian, then that person was a pure blood valerian and had the opportunity to tame a wyvern for himself. The thing with inbreeding is that it was not necessarily reduced intelligence, but extreme mental instability."
The clearing falls into a suffocating silence as the Genie's massive, star-dusted form begins to lose its cohesion. Aria, now standing in the full, breathtaking stature of her twenty-five-year-old Tiefling self, looks up at the titan, her voice a sharp, melodic command.
"Wait! How do you know all of this?"
The Genie doesn't even turn its head; its twin-sun eyes remain fixed on Dream with a look of profound, cosmic irritation. "Do not speak to me, mortal. Your existence is of no relevance to a being of my station." It leans down toward Dream, its voice a booming symphony of judgment. "I cannot believe this. Is she truly worth it? You could have used this final wish to regain your lost memories."
Dream stands his ground, though he looks like a flickering candle beneath the Genie's shadow. "I know, but I just..."
"You actually love her?" The Genie's laughter is like grinding stones. "You would risk your very existence for this girl? Have you gone mad? You once had thousands of suitors across the planes, and now you gamble your soul for this sorry excuse for..."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, GENIE." The air detonates. Dream's violet eyes ignite with a feral, protective rage. He doesn't just conjure a flame; he tears a rift into the Law Ocean of Fire. A sphere of white-hot, super-compressed plasma erupts in his hand, hissing with the sound of a thousand serpents. "I don't care if you know my past. Insult Daenerys again, and I will find a way to kill you."
The Genie looks at the tiny man and the roaring star in his hand. A slow, mocking smile spreads across its celestial face. "You? Kill me? Do not make me laugh. If it were not for that strange holographic entity, I could erase you all with a thought." The genie says as he pauses to look at Dream, it is clear they have a history together.
"I will never understand you mortals and the absurd, self-destructive things you do for love." Its form begins to dissolve into a swirl of violet mist and lightning. "Very well, false god. I hope you do not regret your choice when the hunger returns for your soul and your existence fades into nothingness as consequences for your dumb decision."
With a final, thundering crack, the Genie vanishes. The supernatural gale stops instantly.
Aria doesn't wait for the dust to settle. She strides forward, her movements now possessing the lethal, predatory grace, her silver-gold hair flowing behind her like a molten river. Her tiefling tail dances with a fury of emotions as she reaches out and grabs Dream by his regal collar, her new strength nearly lifting him off his feet. "What the fuck did you just do?" she snarls, her violet eyes burning into his.
Dream doesn't struggle. He doesn't even look at the hand clutching his throat. He simply looks up at her—at the woman he has finally restored to her true glory. A soft, weary wonder crosses his face, and for the first time since the truth came out, he looks truly at peace.
"Dany..." he whispers, his voice trembling with a bittersweet joy. "You look even more amazing than I imagined you would." Dream says the weight of his sacrifice hangs between them. Dream has traded his last chance of knowing his past so as to grant Daenerys her wish of having an adult body.
"What did you do?" Aria asks. "I simply granted your wish; you wanted to get your adult body rather than having to use the temporal shift ability, so that's what I did. "I used the last wish, which was meant to be used for wishing back my memories, and used it to grant you one of your wishes." Dream says. "Are you dumb? Why the hell would you do that?" Aria asks. " I want to reclaim my memories, but not at the cost of betraying you, and now that you have gained your adult body, you should be able to have a better chance of surviving even when I am gone." Dream says as Aria delivers another slap on her face.
"Damn, what did I do now?" Dream says as Aria hugs him. " You idiot, I am not mad at you because of your secret," Aria says as he continues to embrace Dream. "I am mad because you did not tell me the truth. I love you, Dream, I love you more than anyone. I don't want to lose you. Why would you make such a dumb and reckless wish?" Aria says as she looks at Dream, her eyes tearful at the prospect of losing Dream.
" Dany, don't look at me like that. As if you'd conquer the world beside me. As if you'd wager your life for mine. As if devotion was something you'd wear without fear. Because if you do, you should know this. I would go to impossible lengths to make you happy. I would move mountains quietly, burn my hands reaching for your joy, and call it purpose. So don't look at me like that unless you mean it. Unless you're ready to stay. To choose me with the same recklessness with which I choose you. I love you more than you can ever know. To me, you are my one and only queen," Dream says as he gently wipes her tears, "Dany, no, my love, I would do anything to make you happy,
I would take a blade and carve my heart from my chest. Place it in your hands if ever you find yourself starved of affection. I call that love.
I would steal the moon and the stars that trail behind it. Lay them at your feet if ever darkness dared to linger in your life. I call that love.
I would burn my hands capturing the sun itself, just to keep you warm through every cold dawn. I call that love.
I would travel to the ends of the earth, search every forgotten corner, and return with the purest water from the purest lake, if ever your soul felt parched. I call that love.
The air in the Internal World seems to thicken, the golden leaves of Orelia shimmering in a slow-motion dance as Dream speaks his final vow. His voice is no longer that of a calculating Archmage or a desperate spirit; it is the voice of a man who has surrendered his pride to the altar of his heart.
"Dany, I may not have my former memories, but I wish to learn from you," he whispers, his thumb tracing the line of her jaw with a reverence that borders on worship. "Teach me how to love you. Show me the parts of you that need patience, the places that need gentleness. Let me learn you slowly your silences, your storms, your softest joys. I need you, and in that need, there is no demand, only devotion. I will love you with every fiber of my remaining existence... and should you wish me gone, I will honor that wish and await my death in silence. But know this, I will always cherish the moments we shared, for to me, those memories are my greatest treasure ."
In a sudden, single, fluid motion born of her new, lithe grace, Dany reaches for him. She tangles her fingers into his dark hair and pulls him down, bridging the final inches between them with a long, passionate kiss. As their lips meet, the golden light of the clearing flares into a brilliant white-gold. The kiss isn't just a gesture; it is a collision of their two souls, the silver-gold fire of a Valyrian Queen meeting the violet starlight of an exiled God.
Dream stands completely stunned, his amethyst eyes going wide before slowly fluttering shut. He had prepared himself for banishment, for hatred, even for death, but he was not prepared for this. The world around them seems to dissolve into a blur of amber and silver as he finally melts into her, his hands gripping her waist as if she were the only thing keeping him from drifting back into the void.
"I don't care if I have to fight every god in existence," she declares, her voice echoing through the 2,500-square-meter clearing. "I will find a way to break that curse. Allspark! Answer me. Is there a way?"
The Allspark's holographic cube rotates slowly, its internal geometries shifting with cold, analytical skepticism. "You wish to save the man who sought to enslave your mind? The one who manipulated your growth and bears the mark of Luminous? Logically, he is a liability. Why should I provide a solution?"
"Because I said so!" Aria shouts, her presence flaring with the authority of the Dragon Queen. "He isn't perfect, but he is mine. I cannot imagine a life without him. Now tell me, how do I save him?"
"Very well, Administrator," the system intones, its light shifting to a deep, resonant blue. "To negate a punishment issued by the Supreme Operation Laws of the Great Wheel, you must attain the rank of Overlord of the Allspark. Only one who wields the foundational laws of a Caged World can override the sentence of another."
Aria's brow furrows. "And the Internal World? Can I use its laws?"
"Your world is a fledgling," the Allspark counters. "Its laws will not be fully forged for at least one reincarnation era. However, the Allspark contains the 10,000 Tablets of Primal Wisdom. Each tablet holds billions of topics. If Dream masters them, he can delay the hunger for multiple eras, buying you the time you need to reach the Overlord stage. He will not die today, Dany. Not if you are fast enough."
Aria turns back to Dream, her hand finding his and gripping it with a strength that anchors them both to reality. "You see? There is hope. I won't let you die. Not now, not ever."
Dream stands paralyzed, gazing into the striking violet of her adult eyes. The man who once lived only for survival, who calculated every breath and heartbeat, finds himself lost in the sheer, illogical beauty of her devotion. "Dany... I don't know what to say. I thought... I thought you would abandon me. I thought the truth would be my end."
Aria steps into his personal space, her new height bringing her nearly level with him. "Dream, I want you. Not despite your insecurities, your flaws, or your scars, but because of them. I want the whole of you, and everything that comes in our wake. I ache for you. I burn in the spaces where your name lives." She leans in close, her breath a warm ghost against his lips. "Tell me... do you burn for me, too?"
Dream reaches up, his fingers trembling as they brush through the moonlight-silver of her hair. He looks at her as if she is the only light in a universe of darkness, his voice dropping to a cinematic whisper that vibrates with raw, unshielded passion.
"Dany... if I burned the world for you, would you dare to stand against it for me?" he asks, his amethyst eyes searching hers. "If I chased away your nightmares, would you cradle my pain until it learned to sleep? If I tended to your wounds with trembling hands, would you let your kiss mend the scars I hide? Darling... if I loved you like no other, would you love me the same?"
"Yes, now and forever." Aria answer. "Very well, my queen, my empress, my love, as of this moment I pledge to you my life, my power, and my loyalty to you and you alone." Dream says as he removes a golden crown bearing 3 dragons, the middle one black with red markings, the left one green with bronze accents, and the right one was creamy white with gold markings, and places it on her head.
"This is now my third and final gift." A crown fit for the mother of Dragons. Dream says as he places it on her head, when suddenly Aria remembers that he has a gift for Dream. He enters her own sub-space, her fingers trembling as she pulls out the small, stitched purple handkerchief bearing the name Dream. It is uneven, the embroidery is jagged, and the threads are bunched where her frustration had gotten the better of her.
She holds it out to him, a stark, humble contrast to the celestial crown she now wears. Dream looks at the piece of cloth. A genuine, heart-melting laugh breaks from his throat, a sound of pure, human joy. "Ha... ha... ha! My lady, you truly suck at sewing," he teases, his eyes dancing with mischief.
"Hey! I tried!" Aria exclaims, a playful flush warming her Valyrian features. Dream's laughter softens into something far more profound. He takes the handkerchief from her hands as if it were a holy relic, his fingers tracing the messy stitches with a gentleness that speaks volumes as he puts it in his suit's pocket.
The golden light of the Internal World softens into a warm, sunset hue, casting long shadows across the polished marble and luminescent grass. The tension that once threatened to tear the sky apart has vanished, replaced by a quiet, intimate gravity.
"So... does this mean I am forgiven?" Dream asks, his voice hesitant, as if still waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Dany lets out a soft, melodic laugh that sounds like silver bells. "Of course. How could I stay mad at my favorite Archmage after everything you have done for me? I have to say, Dream, this was the weirdest first date I've ever had." She leans her head against his shoulder, her crown catching the amber glow. "I was thinking of killing you at first. But seeing you choose my happiness over your own immortality... I know that whoever you were, you are a good man now. I will break that curse, Dream. No matter what it takes."
Dream sighs, a weight lifted from his soul. "Thank you, my lady. Though... I wish I had been more specific with the Genie and made you human."
Dany runs a hand over her shimmering silver-gold hair, a playful smirk touching her lips. "Don't worry. I've grown quite fond of this form. It feels right." Her expression turns serious, royal, and commanding. "Oh, and Dream? From now on, I want you and the others to refer to the real me as Daenerys Targaryen. My Bhaalspawn clone will remain Aria Von Sindra, and the bio-mechanical clone I'm planning on creating shall be called Omega Prime."
Dream tilts his head. "I understand the first two, but why Omega Prime?"
"It was the name the Allspark bestowed upon me when I became Administrator," she explains. Dream simply smiles, pressing a kiss to her temple. "No matter the name, or which body you wear, I will love you."
He glances toward the horizon, thinking of the fortress waiting for them. "What will you tell the others of what happened here today?"
Dany's eyes flash with mischief. "Hells, if they knew the truth, they'd kill you, especially Yinrou. He's far too overprotective. No, we'll tell them you hosted a beautiful banquet, cast a Wish to grant me my permanent adult form, and gave me this beautiful crown. This will be our little secret. Right, Allspark?""Your wish is my command, Administrator," the system pulses one last time before fading into the conceptual background, leaving the two of them alone under the whispering leaves of Orelia.
"Now," Daenerys says, settling into the crook of his arm, "there's one last thing I want you to do for me," Aria says playfully. "What is it, Dany?" Dream asks. "Sing me the song you taught Orelia," Daenerys says.
"As you wish." Dream reaches into his sub-space and produces a guitar of dark, polished wood. He strikes a chord, and the sound is rich, haunting, and deep. As he begins to sing, his voice carries a polyphonic magic that vibrates through the air, wrapping around Daenerys like a warm cloak.
"Silver gold, a finer temptress, Through the ages, she moves with grace, Whispered secrets in her breath, Guiding dreams through night and dawn's caress..." 🎵
The melody swells, and the golden tree Orelia begins to pulse in time with the music. The bioluminescent flowers in the clearing glow brighter, swaying as if caught in a celestial breeze.
"From a world far away, she's coming near, A shining cosmic ray, crystal clear, She descends to rest, then rises high, A timeless dance across the sky..." 🎵
Dream's eyes never leave hers as he sings the verses. He sings of her ascent, of her mystery, and of the dream that will survive even the coldest cosmic void. The song isn't just music; it is an incantation of his devotion.
As the final notes of the "Silver Gold" symphony fade into the stillness of the garden, Daenerys closes her eyes, finally feeling a peace she hasn't known since her rebirth in Toril. Under the golden boughs of the tree born of their combined souls, the Dragon Queen and her Archmage sit in silence, ready to face an infinite universe together.