The group returned to the biological dimension of Azaveria as the sky announced the strokes of midnight. The night in Azaveria looked like a painted masterpiece, its silence broken only by the rhythmic echo of footsteps over the living bridges that connected the city's stunning architecture. As everyone bid each other farewell and headed to their respective homes, Rash decided to accompany Elena to her new residence to help her adjust to it.
Cool breezes hovered over the bridges, carrying living symbols within them. Elena and Rash walked together under an infinite sky, glittering with tiny creatures that flickered in and out of existence as if they were controlling time itself.
Elena looked upward and whispered:
"You know, Rash... everything here has its own magic. Every part of this place feels alive, as if it possesses its own soul."
Rash smiled with a quiet warmth:
"You are right. Everything you see, everything you hear, exists in harmony within a system that operates by its own rules—all for the sustainability of Azaveria."
Elena said, still gazing at the sky:
"I have always loved the night sky... it used to make me feel the pulse of every star and planet. But here... here the sky feels like another world that I cannot reach."
Rash leaped lightly between the bridges, each step he took triggering a glowing response from the bridge in various colors. He pointed toward those small creatures illuminating the Azaverian sky:
"Those are the 'Nyardons,' the tiny creatures you see. They are the ones who control time here; they define night and day. They move in specific patterns, and their colors change based on the flow of time."
"Look closely. Do you see how they are all gathering toward the right? And their color... that faint white glow? That means we have just passed midnight."
Elena stopped in amazement:
"This morning, they looked like a painting blending every color. And before we left for the 'Sylvarios' dimension, most of them had turned a purplish blue."
She paused for a moment, then added:
"What if they all went dark? What would light up Azaveria then?"
Rash smiled:
"That is impossible. They are here just like us; they possess their own consciousness. That could never happen."
Every creature in Azaveria has its own role and a unique form that distinguishes it. Rash then lowered his voice as he drew closer to her, causing her to blush, and said:
"We are the shadows of light. Inside, we are entirely light. What you see on the surface is merely a form, but the true essence lies within—in the quality of the light inside."
"Every part of us has its role. Look at the marks on my body... every symbol carries energy and functions like human organs, but on a smaller scale."
Elena tilted her head, studying him closely:
"Can you explain more? I only know a little... from what the Book of Truth taught me."
Rash replied:
"Feel the symbols on your own body; you will understand better. Each one glows in its own unique way, yet they are all interconnected like the veins in a human body."
"Do you feel them?"
Elena answered:
"Yes, I can feel them... but I don't understand how each one works."
Rash pointed to a small symbol on his body:
"This functions like a heart; it pumps energy and spreads it throughout the entire body."
"The light nourishes every engraving, sending glowing pulses that analyze and process... it is similar to the human mind, but far more intelligent. And there, that other engraving purifies energy, transforming impurities into pure energy."
She looked at him shyly, tilting her head slightly as she examined him carefully, then said hesitantly:
"I think I am beginning to understand now..."
Rash pulled his shirt back into place and added:
"Even the houses here are linked through an invisible network, just like the veins in a body, and all are connected to the Second Generator that distributes energy equally to every being in Azaveria. As you can see, the houses are not just places for rest; they are part of your being—reflections of your soul. Every house vibrates with an energy frequency that matches its owner... that is how we distinguish between them."
Elena looked at one of the houses. From the outside, it looked like any ordinary home, but it overflowed with a strange aura. She hesitated for a moment, then said nervously:
"I feel something... something that belongs to me. There is a strange energy I haven't felt anywhere else."
Rash smiled joyfully and said:
"That feeling taking hold of you... it is completely normal. Because this house is a part of you. The energy you feel is your own energy. It is an extension of your past, your present, and your future. Where your timeline intersects, it grows with you and expands inward with every experience you live."
Then he pointed to a house near hers and added:
"And there, I believe you can feel King Ravaz's energy."
Elena looked at that house. She closed her eyes slowly, tilting her head slightly to the left, and suddenly knit her brows as if trying to focus. Then she said:
"There are many overlapping energies..."
She fell silent for a moment, trying to recall the frequency of her father's energy. Then she opened her eyes suddenly and said in awe:
"Yes, Rash... you are right. The house's energy feels exactly like Ravaz's energy."
Rash smiled and said:
"Once you get to know someone, you can recognize their home immediately."
Elena looked at the houses again. This time, she no longer saw them as mere buildings, but as living entities pulsing with life. Every house carried a different frequency, an energy that resembled its owner. She could distinguish the homes of everyone she had met today: Rash's house at the top, and Tabitha's house to the right in the middle. But she noticed something strange and said in surprise:
"Rash... are there no family homes here?"
The question was so unexpected that Rash could not contain his laughter. He laughed out loud and then said:
"Are you serious with that question?"
She looked at him with annoyance and lowered her head in embarrassment:
"What is the matter?! Be quiet!"
Rash apologized, still smiling:
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. But don't worry, I will answer you with pleasure."
He took a breath and then explained:
"When two people marry and start a family, their houses appear separate from the outside. But from the inside, they open up to one another. And when a child is born, a house is created for them. In the beginning, it is integrated with the parents' house, then it gradually becomes independent as the child grows. Is it clear now?"