Getting out

As I stepped through the door, I found Nyx waiting for me on the other side. She lay sprawled on her belly, looking as if she were seconds away from dozing off entirely. Her half-lidded eyes lazily tracked my movements as I approached her. I quickly pulled the coffin out of my storage ring and set it down before her, the weight of my offering more symbolic than physical.

Nyx glanced between the coffin and me, her expression unreadable. Without a word, the coffin vanished. It disappeared so seamlessly that I stood there blinking in confusion, unable to sense any mana or energy being used.

I stared at the empty spot, bewildered. "How—"

"That's the first lesson for your divinity," Nyx interrupted, her voice calm. "Not everything you see is real. The real coffin was already moved the moment you placed it down. What you saw was nothing more than an illusion."