dodo_bear
Nekhala dissolves and dissolves and dissolves. The pool fills itself in its entirity with the darkened mud. There is a small moment of confusion, as Nekhala's body undoes itself into the nothingness of the calm waters in one of the first orbitals. Everything surrounding him seems to be shining brightly, and soon, his eyes get used to the unwavering brightness.
Nekhala looks down and sees no more body, in fact, he sees that he is controlling nothing, yet he is present. His form is somewhat etherial and free.
Surrounding him are the same objects but shrouded in a golden light, though his mind is still too young to grasp what he sees, he sees the world and everything around him from what they truly are, lit by the light of truth. His immaterial form allows him to converse with the nature of that small portion of reality in which the golden light strikes, molding it with his own mind.