She returned to her pocket dimension, Cresencia, one last time. The plants she had collected thrived there, a testament to her resilience and ingenuity.
She harvested the spiritual energy she had cultivated, infusing it into the space, ensuring it would remain a haven for her future endeavors.
With her preparations complete, Ahcehera activated her interstellar communicator and charted a course back to Sirius.
The portal she had used before was broken, but her mastery of light energy and her understanding of spatial dimensions allowed her to create a temporary wormhole.
It required immense focus and energy, but she was ready.
As the wormhole shimmered into existence, Ahcehera took one last look at the wild beauty of Cazumi 0071.
This planet had been her crucible, the place where she transformed from a confused soul into a beacon of light.
"I'll return someday," she whispered, a promise carried on the wind.
