To be remade is a confusing thing. One moment, the spirit resided in Nyx’s realm with the other oneiroi, Anathema at their side, the next they are abruptly being yanked away through time itself, thrown out the other end more than a little disoriented. A heavy sense of deja vu washes over the oneiroi as Grace’s hazel eyes blink repeatedly, the face most familiar and comfortable to them. They know this place, have been here many times before, the interior of MILF nearly as recognizable as their own home, but they don’t understand as to why they’re seeing it. Did they truly come back? “Rafael?” they call out for the werewolf immediately. ( @rafaelyilmcz )














