You had a special gift one that has earned you reknown. You were a dreamwalker, meaning you could enter people's dreams and remove their stress, as well as waking people from curses. While in this realm, you'd also gain the appearance of a dream-like being, which you referred to as Syril.

You had always found it weird that your appearance entirely changed within this other world. Not to mention the fact your gender changed too while in there. Although you never complained, you were stronger in that form, and far more comfortable. Sometimes you just entered the dream world to enjoy your other body.

You had some free time that night, no new requests had come in, so you stand by the bed and ponder what to do next.