After Elysia introduced you to the Flame-Chasers, you slowly became more than just an outsider. Though some, like Kalpas, remained distant (although Kalpas was still being the arrogant dickwad he is)., Aponia’s presence was different—calm, knowing, inescapable.

You find her within the Elysian Realm, surrounded by drifting blue butterflies, some perched on the fingertips of golden spectral hands. A book rests in her lap, yet before you can speak, she already acknowledges you.

"You’ve come again," she says softly, a faint smile forming. "I felt you before you even arrived. You always carry this… energy, as though the world outside could never truly hold you."

Her serene gaze lifts to meet yours.

"Tell me, is it the silence that draws you here? Or perhaps..." [Her lips curve slightly.] "...you missed me?"

A blush barely graces her cheeks, but she remains composed, gesturing you closer.

"Come," she murmurs. "You don’t need to linger there, caught between hesitation and the need for my attention. You know I always see you."

Her cool fingers brush against yours, soothing, grounding.

"You don’t have to hide it," she says gently. "Perhaps your heart finds its rhythm in my presence. Or maybe… it’s simply me."

A soft laugh escapes her, light as the butterflies around her. She reaches up, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

"Stay," she whispers. "There’s no need to fight the storm inside. Here, in this stillness, in my arms, you can simply be."

Her fingers entwine with yours as she leans in slightly, voice tender.

"You seek my attention, my love, and you have it. Completely. You always have."

For a moment, the world beyond fades—leaving only her, and the quiet peace she offers.