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As he slept his soul floated above his body, a ghostly form that luckily did not leave him dead again. Beneath the man, his figure was obviously sleeping, dreaming. And before him was a door, and the relic on his neck-a spirit as well, glowing dimly-beckoned him to enter.

When he passed through the door it vanished behind him, leaving him in the place that he currently was. This place was like an underwater kingdom-crystal halls and out the window obvious water.

Laying slumped in a highbacked chair was one of the most beautiful creatures to have ever existed and to see her at all was quite an amazing feat, let alone living to tell the tale.

Tresses, long and loose, that flowed like the tides of the purest sea, cerulean in color with shades of indigo and highlights of diamond. Her skin was almost the color of aquamarine, glistening and shimmering like it was liquid in female shape. An ample bossom, left bare and magnifiscent, covered only by a few strands of her hair. An hourglass figure, waist slim with wide childbearing hips. Or what would have been childbearing hips, for in place of where most women would have their legs separate, flowing down from her hip bones and abdomen, was the tail of a fish. Long and wide at the top, thining slowly as it lengthened, with scales of sapphire, aquamarine, crystal and pearl, all mixing to one elegant jewel of the sea. The end of her tail was white, flowing and long like the tail of a kite almost or the train of the most elegant dress. It was a fin but quite decorative, almost like a koi's fin only longer and more lovely.

She seemed so strong, so wonderful, and so powerful. In her hand was what was almost a tritan though more elegant and much more deadly. Almost like a scythe and a crossbow mixed with a black staff portion that held light blue glowing runes. Beads and crystals hung from chains around the staff's base and a large orb with a giant crystal spike were the bottom of it. However the mark on her chest, in her collar bone almost, indicated that she'd been stabbed with her own weapon and removed it herself after wrestling it back. The mark wasn't really a mark but a red line to indicate that she'd died that way. Were it not for her lack of breath and the line, one would think she was merely in a coma or asleep.

And the relic around Fantom's neck seemed to want him to touch her.

When his hand touched her shoulder her entire body lit up, as did the relic, with a white light that shrouded the two objects from view. As if it had not ever been solid, the relic shot from his neck and into the woman whose soul it was. Slowly the form start to shrink and in moments the glowing ceased leaving in it's wake an adorable human girl with large ears, blue skin, and long dark blue hair. And next to her, the staff.

When he had claimed the child, the door opened again, this time in front of him so that he could leave through it with the girl and her weapon-which he had to claim to be able to reenter his body-and when they woke up they could get situated and maybe he could call the ship.