Alex feels the chilling temperature of the void surrounding him, his eyes shuttered as he is guided by a silky hand. As the waft of cold drifts away, his feet nestle on solid rock. Textured with bumpy to rigid plain. He opens his eyes slowly as an expanse of dark, yet vivid sky approaches his sight. The navy-black, starry globe over his head contrasts with the shine of objects reflecting off of a ball of light. He remembers this sphere. "The Sun… The central star." The portal behind the two closes in a waft of dark smoke. Thana looks down at him. "Yes, you remember something? You must have taken quite the fall…" Alex looks up to Thana as they pass by him toward a smooth glass bowl resembling a triangular prism. Prongs of metal form around it like beams to a building and holding a potent energy like a cauldron. 

Thana motions Alex over to the glass kettle filled with light. He dips his dainty hand in, scooping up what looked like ethereal, webbed noodles. They shimmered and spat a glow that Alex only ever saw come out of his mouth and eye. The Element! Instead of a cyan blue it was a semi-constant white. Alex realizes, however, he didn't have his body. He couldn't scan it. He was still but a soul, a spirit. Thana takes Alex's hand and brings it toward the webbed essence. "Now, what do you feel?" Alex is stunned, he thought it would feel cold but it's simply a waft of gentle air. He can touch the webbings and feel every inch of the nodes connected, though. "This is… unprecedented. What is this?" Thana smiles at him and says, "A soul." 

Alex's eyes widened. "So I'm… I'm touching what I am right now?" Thana nods, "Well, sort of. You are a wisp. You aren't necessarily tethered to anything but me right now. Your other tether, your body, is back at Aphrodite, the windwalker planet. These souls… they are what you would become if you stayed for too long outside of it." Alex looks at Thana with worry… Thana laughs aloud. "Hahah… but of course that would take over 300 years! Souls do not dissipate either, they only become the mush you see here. Tangled memories… a consciousness unraveled… data scattered through time." Thana slips in some more thoughts through utterances, "They kind of look like jellyfish…" As Thana prattles on, Alex feels another presence, a shadow he felt before his death…

As Alex's soul is absent, the Raphiim household is in disarray. Akhmin feels confident that the intruder is no longer around and sets route to home. A breeze settles as he treads closer to the base of the steps and the clouds loom with sunlight through the airy slivers of cotton lining the sky. As he opens the front door, it creaks, giving way to the sight of Seff, lurching over something behind the door's frame. His eyes, tearing at the lower lid, dripping as they are wide open and staring at a lifeless body. The clatter of metal can be heard in the background as Akhmin rushes to him, kneeling and looking at Alex. "What could have caused this?" Seff nuzzles his face in Akhmin's arm, eyes giving way to sorrow. He grasps his father's torso, begging for an embrace as he mourns quietly in his feathers. Akhmin looks at Alex's husk with confusion and pain in his eyes, unsure of what to do next. "Achiin…" Seff speaks. "He tried fixing him but he just…" Akhmin patted Seff, getting up. With one last look at Alex, he put his hand on the doorframe. "Where is he?" Seff points toward Akhmin's room, shuttering and looking back at Alex, holding his shoulder. 

Akhmin, unsure of what he were to find, carefully opens the door as the sun graces through the blinds and drapes within his nook. Its light shining upon Achiin's chest as he no longer is gasping for breathe, instead staring at the ceiling. He seemed… fine. Akhmin walks forward, closing the door behind him, approaching his younger son. "Achiin… You're–" Achiin doesn't budge for about 10 seconds as Akhmin sits there, prone to the situation and worried sick. Achiin immediately gets up from the cushions, slightly gasping as he turns his head, looking at his father. "F-...father!" He hugs Akhmin, his eye no longer dripping. Akhmin is surprised he is well. He thought he would be in pain, suffering. "What… What happened to you, Achiin? Your arm… your eye." Achiin touched his own cheek residing by his right eye. "Oh I uhm… I failed to fix Alex…" He slows down and becomes depressed again. "Oh but I did gain something new…" He pointed to his eye, the right one. "I've been getting visions… weird ones. For one, I feel better because… Alex will be fine. At least I think so. I also have seen unusual ones that don't feel complete. I've been seeing snippets of what could happen… A crow-like bird made of bone wielding a scythe. A mechanical owl head, steaming at the mouth. I've seen Alex somewhere that doesn't feel real… and the person he's with is a very odd one." Akhmin is enthralled by this but also concerned for him. "So what happened to you exactly when you were trying to fix him?" Achiin simply stated the event, "I got blasted with a ton of blue energy from a chord I plugged back into his back that looked out of place. It gave me this scar and… made my iris blue." Akhmin gave him an angry look and started giving him hatefully charged scruffs atop his head, while locking it securely in place. "YOU HAD ME WORRIED FINCH!!! By the goddess of Life you had me so worried… Achiin… you don't know…" Akhmin starts to cry sternly and achingly, his head falls to the bed's covers. "You don't know how… much… I'm glad you aren't dead. I would have had to mangle Alex. If only he were alive…" Achiin lowers his expression in sadness and holds his father tightly, eyes still open. "I… really hope so."