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?
Another bounty!!!!
It was strange from the beginning, but it got even more bizarre the more time passed. Ian thought at first that his vision was an altered version of reality caused by his core's shattering, but after some time, he began to doubt that.
It was because he gradually understood that what he saw was more than a shallow display of people's Ather. He just recently understood that on top of the colors, there were also repels on their Aetheric display. Not just that, each image had a depth, shadow, hue, and various patterns on it. It was hard to notice, but once he realized their existence, Ian could no longer ignore them.
It took him a while to understand what each of them meant. Their Aether capacity was just the surface of the image. Peering deeper, he could see the slight crease of emotions on each person, the intensity of their passion, the darkness swirling inside their soul, and even the path they'd taken in life.