When dreams became flesh the universe found itself in an interesting position. The natural balance was thrown off, and to counter act this happening the opposite of dreams was needed. The night at the altar Jaenelle Angeline was suppose to survive. The very moment witch fled from the body, her sister was born in Pruul, under Zuultah's reign.

Unknown to the universe things did not go as foreseen, and the dreams made flesh became nothing more than a myth again, as the body of Jaenelle Angeline, the vessel of witch, took her last shaking breath, and dreams made flesh returned to the darkness. The hearts of all those that knew the witch-child, were broken, and Saetan SaDiablo, and his son Daemon Sadi returned to the keep to mourn the loss of the queen they had waited centuries for.

As the night faded into day, a young sapphire jeweled witch carried her new-born baby girl down the steps of the home she shared with her husband a grey jeweled warlord who was seated in the kitchen. As the dark haired witch sat next to her husband, he gazed at the baby she held in her arms with pride, both unknowing that their beautiful baby girl was more than she appeared. They were unaware what exactly the emerald eyed girl was; nightmares made flesh, a myth in her own right, and uncelebrated and wanted by everyone.