Elura
Caine's body had stopped convulsing and now lay eerily still, submerged in the depths of the clear ocean where he had been sitting moments before. The once turbulent waters had calmed, their reflective surface undisturbed, mirroring the tranquility that had finally settled within him.
His Bond Space, once a chaotic maelstrom, had transformed. The stars within it now stretched so wide they seemed infinite, their radiance illuminating the expanse like celestial beacons. His newly formed eggs shone with a majesty and brilliance that surpassed even the wildest of imaginations.
At the very center of his Bond Space, below his intricate rings and the original dragon-coiled silver star, sat a single egg. It was entirely black, its presence radiating an ominous yet profound energy.