"Gaia?"
I watched, surprised, at the pale blue figure in front of me, who gave me a gentle smile. "We meet again, my Emperor."
"Can you leave the Mother Star now?"
Gaia's sudden appearance here took me by surprise, but even more so, it was a delight. For some reason, Gaia was conceptually bound within the deep crust of the Mother Star, usually only able to appear in the outside world as a semi-transparent phantom, and unable to leave the Mother Star's atmosphere by more than fifteen kilometers—this wasn't something that technology could solve. Therefore, Gaia's absence from the festival celebration was a major regret, but now it seemed: had Gaia found a solution?
I reached out my hand, wanting to touch this Xyrin girl I'd first met, to confirm her substance. Instead, my fingertips easily passed through her cheek: I didn't feel a thing; she was merely a shadow.
