the beginning

"Argon?" Silva asked.

"Yes, Argon is your world, the world I am goddess over, just like your Earth, but Argon is very different and special," she followed up.

She got up from where she sat and walked to Silva. "For the last time, I'll ask you to believe in me and come," she said and stretched out her hands.

Silva looked at her hands, not sure of what action to really take. He took a deep breath and then held her hand.

"I have nothing to lose at this point. I might as well see what you want to show me," he said. She nodded in response, and then suddenly, everywhere changed.

They appeared inside a small room, where a young Ophelia stood near a table.

The room was made of a simple human design, though with some inexplicable things, like a plant that was dancing by the window, a floating bed, and floating lights.

"Is that you?" Silva asked.

"Yes, but me in my memories. All you are seeing now is my memories," she said.