Angela awakens as Stefano's Anima

THE DREAMSCAPE REVIVAL

As Angela rode Stefano, her claws scoring his chest, their souls merged deeper.

Annette kneeled beside them, her Void-stage mind unlocked, decades of esoteric wisdom pouring into their union.

Stefano groaned, his cock buried to the hilt as Angela's soul blazed against his—not as thrall, but as equal.

"You're more than I dreamed," he gasped, his hands clutching her hips. "My Anima... my gate..."

Angela threw her head back, her body convulsing as their essences collided. The Dreamscape shimmered at the edges of her vision—a realm of golden threads and infinite wisdom.

Annette moaned, her fingers digging into her own thighs as their shared ecstasy flooded her. Centuries of meditative mastery—wasted on control—now unlocked in rapture.

Darya watched, her fingers stilled at last, her blue eyes wide with terror and awe.

Her mistress was gone.

In her place?

A goddess.