Inside the dark mind space of Siderius, the psyche of Fluff appeared once again. On the waist of the owl was a gold ring. Outside of its body was a second ring constantly rotating.
Most of the psychosis had been absorbed into the ring, solidifying it into a real gold ring.
Siderius appeared in this spiritual world. Behind him was his soul manifestation with the silver aura.
As the words uttered from his mouth, the gold ring spun faster and faster until it was a blur of gold and blue.
The eyes of Fluff shot open. Its psyche woke up in the dark mind space and it screamed. It was the last effort of it to fight its way out of eternal damnation. It writhed and shirked, head spinning 360 degrees. But the gold ring on its waist constantly releases a faint spiritual energy to restraint it.
"I have asked myself many times." Siderius mumbled. He was saying to Fluff and also to himself. "How do I break free of the shackles that were put on humans? Why 200 years? Why not 500? Why not 100?
