Both of them lay in their respective rooms, the quiet hum of mana conduits in the walls filling the silence.
Ren lay on his back, eyes half-closed, staring at the faint glow lines running across the ceiling. The mattress felt softer than he remembered, yet the air here carried the same faint metallic tang of mana he had known as a student.
"Is the origin core a phoenix bird?" he asked, his voice low.
Nyxa's presence rippled faintly in his mind, her tone calm. "Maybe yes. Many powerful energies take a living form over time. It is possible that the origin core has created a living form of itself over time."
Ren turned on his side, his gaze drifting to the wall where moonlight spilled through the crystal-glass window. "Hmmm… so this also happens in this world."
"Yes. Like I am. I am also a form of energy," Nyxa said.
Ren blinked. "What? I really did not know this. I thought you were a spirit… or a god… or maybe one of those angels mentioned in old stories."
