The Undying Star
A star? I wasn't even close to being something as beautiful. But... undying? Yes. I was. Since death never ever accepted me into its embrace. So what if I live this story to its end one more time? Just one last time. I want to feel it, living, rather than death. Only once. What awaits me at the end of this never-finished draft, I wonder... Is it the cure to my curse, or yet another rebirth?
Why is it necessary
Aether is one of the essential elements of life.
Just like how the physical body needs a mixture of various minerals to take form and grow, it also needs just the right amount of Aether, Mana, and the blessings of Life. This rule not only applies to almost every living being but also to the entirety of the world. The earth, the air, waters, stars, all and all have at least a tiny bit of Aether in them, just the right amount to make them what they are.
So what happens when this Aether, one of the essential elements of this world, is forcefully extracted from it? What if the world is deprived of this essence?
The first affected beings would be those extremely sensitive to the changes in Aether; elementals and monsters.