The days pass and Oil enjoy her new life and her new name. She doesn't know anything about the world, she goes everywhere every single day. She's learning, reading, listening, looking everything she can. Thanks to her father's money, she doesn't have to worry about finding a job yet. Ulwarth found her a simple but pretty apartment in the heart of the city and every day after his work he came to visit her. They talk as if they know each other since years, she explains to him what she learned, and he explains to her how much medicine progressed today. Sometimes Oil thinks their relationship his strange, but right after she forgets those evil thoughts about the man who saved her. She can't reproach anything to him. And for her sixteen's birthday, he offered her a peculiar object which every popular people had: a robot. But not a simple and boring robot or anything you could think about. It was a robot at her image. It was her. Amrod, who was the most talented artist of the city and a very close friend to Ulwarth, made it for her. It was a masterpiece. Made of flesh and bones, the resemblance is breathtaking.

Okay, well, let me tell you how he made it. I assure you it's important.

A few days before, Ulwarth pretexted the need of Oil for his artist's friend. He wanted to create a new project which for he had to have a perfect model, so he brought Gray's daughter. She knew she was pretty hence she came with joy. During hours she didn't move one iota, and the artist did strange things on a strange machine. The young woman only knew painting, like the beautiful one with his father on, she hadn't any idea what he was creating. However, she had the right to move her mouth, so the three of them were able to discuss. I'm saving you for boring hours of useless words, but a few of them are important.

" And you Oilossë, what's your deepest dream ? " wondered Amrod.

"Uh, you know, I think my dream is to live. " explained Oilossë.

"It was before, but now you do live. You can do better ! "

"Ok then … Stay young, forever. I won back my lost years and I don't want to see them flee away one more time. I have so much things to discover now. "

"Youth and beauty then ? "

"Yes. "

"I already heard that, you sure ? "

"Yes, I told you."

Ulwarth wasn't talking, scribbling on his Bible (what a shame), but he raised his eyes to Oilossë.

"Is it really your deepest dream ?" asked Aegnor.

"Yes, it is."

A wind made drop an antic candlestick on Ulwarth's Book which instantly caught fire. He felt from his chair and a robot brought water to extinguish the fire. The Book was technically saved but now unusable, and the word written by the tutor definitely burnt and drowned. That's how ended the session with the skilled Amrod.

But as you know, I'm not a big fan of fairies tales. Something went wrong, deeply wrong. The cure wasn't efficient, all other patient started to age again, and faster than ever. Most of them were already dead and the others went back to hospital to help doctors to find something else. Why not put them back on a cryogenic state ? Because it only works once. If you put twice a human on this cryo stuff, he'll freeze, his veins will explode and he'll die the second after because of a hemorrhage. Who comes back from cryogenization can't get back. Either they were dead, either they went to hospital, but there is one exception. Guess who ? Our favorite Oilossë. Still young, still beautiful, still healthy. And yet, she had the exact same cure than the other.