"Emilia is now a part of me. Every dead soul returns to me. They become one with me, and I use all of their materials and processed information to produce more souls. It's a cycle of life."
Aether's voice was fluid and smooth, calming me with every word she uttered.
"Certain races and individuals receive various properties and allocations based on the requirements of dispensation. However, it is up to my discretion, based on the balance of this reality, to allocate it to the souls as is necessary."
Everything she said raised questions about existence within me, but I saved them for later.
"So… Emilia is…"
"Gone. In a sense. However, for her, she's one with me. And that simply means eternal bliss in my bosom."
I smiled, nodding slowly. In the end, it seemed that everything I had experienced with Aether was simply a one-sided charade.