The world fell away once more.
As Renji drifted into slumber, the weight of battle still clinging to his skin, his mind was swallowed whole by an embrace of warmth and starlight. Silence echoed—until it wasn't silent anymore.
A familiar breeze whispered across his cheek, scented with honeysuckle, myrrh, and something... impossibly divine.
He opened his eyes.
The dream-realm was as surreal and magnificent as ever—an endless stretch of paradise draped in eternal twilight. Silver waterfalls flowed upward. Flowering trees hummed with otherworldly resonance. The sky shimmered gold and indigo like an oil painting come alive.
And standing before him, barefoot on floating petals, was Aphrodite.
