[God Quest] golden like daylight

the VOICE In reality's shadow the blind see best For a moment the world flickers and dims, the narrow room within which the shrine was located growing abstractly dark for a moment before filling with brilliant blue light. Seated upon the shrine, the Voice's electric stare moved briefly from Loren to Deimos, before settling unsurprisingly upon Rex. Leaping down as elegantly and lithely as a spry woodland deer might, the goddess moved towards her. One of the Voice's more interesting qualities was that she was of no particular height nor build; both seemed variable depending on what the situation called for. So it was that although she appeared delicate and small atop the shrine, standing before Rex her hands easily came up to the woman's cheeks, head tilted softly as she gazed across the ascended's ruined face. "Quite the entourage you've brought with you." She chuckled. Hybrids, no less, which of course made them completely uninteresting. Not only were their souls marred by being attuned to the old ways, but there was little room for anything else. "But as they say, who's counting?" Glancing at the items brought, created, and captured, the Voice nodded. "Creation was never quite my strong suit, you understand. I always did better using the tools I had at hand and enhancing them." She explained rather idly. The Magna Vermis suddenly was pulled from its tank, instantly going limp and lifeless. Its body was stretched and contorted as the Voice regarded it. Before their eyes (though not Rex's, not yet), pieces were pulled away and it appeared as though small synapses and blood vessels were being formed; not that anyone present would know what those were. In the blink of an eye the organic material turned silvery and hard, wrapping itself around the clear stone that was suddenly coloured a brilliant blue. "Hmmmm...." The Voice's lips quirked in a smile as the stone turned to a brilliant shade of green. "How do you feel about...green?" The goddess asked with a grin, her own electric blue eyes flashing with love and creative zeal. Finally came the ice—magical processes could so heat up the internal components she'd created. "Perhaps you two ought to look away. You know. Ascended eyes only." Hardy har har, but both Loren and Deimos would find themselves compelled to avert their eyes. Thumbs across Rex's face, the Voice whispered soothing words of encouragement. What no one would see save for the Voice, was Rex's skin peeling back with surgical precision, ruined bits of tissue and such removed, and two perfect if not enhanced eyes placed where the LongNight monsters had so completely taken Rex's first pair. With a mild hum the hybrid was put back together; her lashes were beautiful and long, her skin perfect and pristine and of course, her eyes a now stunning shade of green. "Tell me what you see..." The Voice whispered then, amusement coating her words as she stepped back.