couldn't see you anymore. "Now Dende winced almost imperceptibly and seemed to examine her even more closely . Then he stepped slowly up to her and lifted her chin. "Hey-Hemera? Is that really you?" She nodded. "Yes, but in this form my name is Nyx. Please, believe me." "What ... what has become of you? You look so ... so ... totally different."Words seemed to be lacking for him." Yes, I did it for you! " "To me? Why for God's sake? You were beautiful the way you were. "Hemera blushed slightly. He liked the way she looked earlier? So that didn't fit your opinion at all." But ... my hips were way too ... wide and my waist was practically nonexistent and ... " "And so you were the prettiest girl in the world!" Interrupted Dende and looked at her. But it was not that gentle look that she always threatened to sink into, no, more of a perplexed, questioning look. It was her from Dende Not used to.


"Who messed you up like that?" Dende finally asked. "I am not allowed to say that." Nyx replied softly. She didn't like at all not to be allowed to tell her Dende. "What? Tell me!" But Nyx was silent and turned away. She was disappointed. She didn't seem to like Dende anymore, but why bother? Tears welled up, but she swallowed them again quickly.Should she tell him? Yes, there was no other solution. Otherwise he wouldn't believe her. She was about to turn around and explain it to him when a sharp pain in her chest made her twitch. It got stronger and stronger and Nyx fell to his knees. What was that, it wasn't morning at all! But the pain increased and suddenly there was another force in her. As if this force were clearing her mind aside, she suddenly stood up without wanting to. She saw her body running up to Dende and slapping him hard on the face. This was so powerful that Dende fell backwards to the ground and held his cheek with fixed eyes. But before he could say anything, Nyx had run away. Hemera didn't want that, she tried desperately to bring her body to a standstill, but in vain. She saw her go into her room, lock the door there and start laughing. Horrible to laugh lovelessly. Nyx was out of control, what was going on?Why was her body doing something she didn't want? And there, her hands took a chair and smashed the window with it. Nyx felt how her influence became less and less, how the image before her eyes became more and more indistinct and her mind lost its mind. And then everything turned black and Hemera didn't know anything anymore!




When her eyes opened again, she saw everything only vaguely. Then, a short time later, it slowly took shape around her. *What happened? * She looked to the right and looked into the face of Dende, who was fast asleep, leaning his torso over the bed. So she was in her bed, the bright daylight flooded in through the window and shone warm on her face. Hemera couldn't remember the past no matter how hard she tried. Maybe Dende knew? When she looked at him, she had to smile. How cute he looked when he slept. She would have loved to watch him sleep for hours (well, that must be interesting * g *), but now she wanted to know what was going on yesterday.Although she no longer knew it, she was uncomfortable with the thought. Slowly she bent down to his head and kissed his forehead. This twitched slightly and then slowly opened his eyes. He stared sleepily at her. "He-Hemera? You ... are awake?" She nodded slightly, but a bit questionable. “Why not, don't you sleep at night and get up the next morning?” That was actually meant as a joke, but Dende didn't even smile. He looked fixed and serious into Hemera's eyes. She raised her eyebrows and asked: "Tell me, what happened, or why are you looking like that?" "Yes, you don't know anymore?" "Hm?" What else should she know? She thought hard back to the previous evening, but she just couldn't remember. She shrugged her shoulders and looked at him questioningly again. "Well, how you looked and behaved yesterday. I didn't even want to believe that it was you." "That I was what?" "So you really don't know anymore?You had poison yellow eyes, long purple hair and were so ... so ... so .... thin! "Thin? Thin? Thin? That word seemed to spark something in her. A memory? A name came to mind, a very specific name ..." Nyx! Nyx! "She said as if in a trance." Yes ... wait, I remember. I was ... Nyx! And wanted to prove it to you. Then I ran in here and ... smashed ... the pane of the window ... oh my god, yes and then ... then ... I don't know anything anymore. "She ended and thought about what she had just said for herself. She had smashed the window? Why in God's name that? She quickly looked at the window. And sure enough, the window was splintered. She turned again to the Namek, who looked at her sternly. "You no longer know how it went on? "Hemera shook his head." You apparently jumped through the broken window and threw ki balls around you on God's platform. "WHAT?"" Yes, and Piccolo had a hard time stopping you! We had a lot to do with you until morning came and you suddenly turned back. "Dende ended apparently waiting for an explanation for this strange phenomenon.


Hemera stuttered and played with her thumbs. "Well .... you know .... I ... I .... thought it was a lot more harmless!" "Hey, tell me what was wrong with you. Such a transformation does not come from today see you tomorrow. "Should she tell him? She wasn't sure what to think. His reaction wasn't what she had imagined at all. She had expected he would have been grateful for her transformation had she praised how good she looked. But instead he seemed appalled by that. And she is said to have shot balls around with ki? She couldn't. No, Hemera was a normal person. But Nyx? Was she really this Nyx, or was she persuading herself to be this beauty?She should tell Dende after all, he might be able to help her after all, because she was worried that she didn't know anything about the disaster she had caused. She was just about to start talking when something suddenly stung her heart. She coughed in surprise. Dende looked at her worriedly. “Hemera, what ...?” But he didn't get any further, because Hemera pushed him away. Why did she do that? She didn't want that at all! She looked at the palm of her hand in disbelief. "Dende, I ... didn't want to ... it." she stuttered totally confused and looked down at him. Dende just got up again and widened his eyes. Hemera felt that terrible pain in her chest again, more clearly, more painfully than before. What was that all about? Panting, she got up and ran out of the room. Why was she running anyway? Man, it was stupid! She gave the order to her legs to stop, to turn around, but nothing happened. *What's that about? * she thought angrily and tried again, but it didn't work.Every time she tried, her chest hurt more and suddenly she felt something run down her lip. It looked reddish. Carefully and still running down the long corridors of the palace, she wiped it with her finger and examined it more closely. Her pupils narrowed in shock and a low scream escaped her. There was blood in her finger! And now she also felt how her mouth continued to fill with blood and it flowed in streams over her lip, along her chin and then dripped onto the floor.


Panic rose in her and she tried more and more to get her legs under control, but it seemed hopeless. And then suddenly a thought occurred to her! What did this Kryptos say to her again?

But then she heard steps behind her. Steps that accelerated and came closer and closer. Surprised, she looked back and saw a Namek panting, trying to keep up. "DENDE! DENDE; HELP ME!" she screamed convulsively and held out her hand to him. He smiled briefly and held out his too. Hemera saw that smile like a ray of sunshine on a rainy day, like a fountain in the desert. She wanted to go back to her end now, she wanted! It was still too far away, their fingers couldn't touch, it seemed hopeless.


Hemera had to do something, the exit of the palace was already in sight. What were these wolves up to with her? Why did they let her run out of the palace? Anyway, she had to prevent it! She closed her eyes and concentrated on her body. She had to force him to repent, it was hers, her property! More and more she felt how her feeling came back into her legs and how she slowed down.* I can do it. I can do it! * she thought doggedly and finally she stopped shortly before the exit. She turned around quickly and saw, breathing heavily, as Dende ran towards her. She did it, yes! She was already stretching out her arms to him, who now quickened his pace. He was there in a moment, already so close. She would be able to hug him in a moment!


But before they could even touch, the ground at their feet suddenly gave way and they fell into a great blackness. Hemera knew this oppressive darkness that drove one pain for the other through the body. It was difficult for her to keep her eyes open and looked to the left. Dende fell beside her, eyes closed. With the greatest effort, she managed to reach his hand and clasped it tightly in hers. She smiled gently when she could feel his soft hands and closed her eyes peacefully.




*Where am I? * With this thought, Hemera woke up again. She looked around, irritated.It felt so light, so weightless. What was that all about? She wanted to say something, but then she saw that only large bubbles were shooting out of her mouth. Blow? Was she under water? She looked down. Indeed! She was in the middle of the water, her feet only slightly off the ground. When she tried to swim, she realized that she must be trapped in some kind of funnel. Something like a large aquarium with no