Sylvester could still feel his mind and memories intact, but he couldn't feel his body anywhere. No arms, no legs; He couldn't move them, nor could he feel pain. But he was sure that he was still inside the core of the sun, and from what Nehilius had said, he had to construct a body of his own using all the ingredients now.
'I'm sure he doesn't want me to make another body with water and other minerals like the previous one. But where do I even start?' Sylvester wondered in silence, contemplating what he was even supposed to do.
What he knew was that there were elemental sources, a sacrifice, and the sun. The only way forward seemed to assimilate all three of them and make a body with it, but what should the constitution be?
