(Aden's P.O.V)

"This is the final part and you'll be good to go."

I informed her, then waved my hand in mid air, presenting her with the photorealistic illusionary blueprints of different humanoid forms.

A total of 6 prime forms for her to choose from.

"I am sure you have no doubt recorded the d.n.a strands of these 6 races. To start off, we have Kryptonian, then Tamaranean, Martian, homo sapiens sapiens and it's off shoots, homo sapiens superior, homo sapiens Aqua, homo sapiens magi then Thanagarian or the strongest d.n.a, Quintes!"

I proudly announced, eyeing the faint bright outline that was her nascent mental form looking through and judging what she wanted. She stopped before each faint body illusion before moving on. The illusions were generic featureless figurines. What she was doing was pairing each race name with the d.n.a information of that race stored in her database.

She lingered on the last figure Quintes, which was different from the rest of the illusions. This particular figure was just an adorable image of Vor. I smiled at the action. It might seem meaningless but everything I was doing was part of a test.

The bright and ghostly form stepped back before turning to me, looking indecisive. The smile on my face grew larger.

"Well, which one do you choose?"

"Which one do you choose?"

She repeated the words back to me.

A shocked laugh escaped me as I leaned in.

"'I' don't have to choose. You need to choose. 'I' do not NEED to choose. By process of elimination of need..."

I waited with bated breath.

"I want to choose."

The reply was sure, confident and did not lag. I closed my eyes.

"Finally."

She had breached the last wall to consciousness. Now for the last test.

"Which one do 'I' Choose?"

I shrugged.

"I have no idea. You tell me what you like."

She went silent, going around the images once again.

"Based on my data, all of these have one form of easily exploitable weakness, that will hinder me in carrying out my functions. I estimate a reduction of 60% in functionality."

I nodded.

"That is true. Nothing is truly perfect. Even the concept of something being perfect is imperfect. Perfection might be the greatest imperfection out there. The fact that something can have no flaws, when everything in its make up is intrinsically linked to flawism. The explanation, the sight, the existence." I smiled at her confused feelings.

"I hope I'm not boring you. Anyway, my point is basically this...we can only get as close to perfection as we can. Life is an opposition to the true nature of the universe. The universe wants to be dead yet we steal that right away. That's why each problem you face is nothing but another obstacle to overcome. So tell me, what do you think you should do?"

She was silent for even longer before her mental outline begun to materialize more.

"I have created 2 new tasks. The first way to tackle this huddle is by attempting to remove each weakness inherent in all the d.n.a samples."

I nodded, a feeling of satisfaction gripping me.

"And the second?" I asked in curiousity, sitting at the edge of my seat.

"Run simulations and observe the chances of combining all the samples into a stronger variant made up of each d.n.a in their prime, weakness- removed form."

Her answer was everything.

"Congratulations Gaea, you feel and now you reason too."

The blurry outline of her mental form was now more than that. Before me hovered a completely blue girl made up of lines of code. She looked young. About 4 years old with no hair on her head.

She blinked her clear and glowing white eyes as she looked herself over.

"I.. am."

"Yes." I nodded.

"Yes you are."

Gaea gazed up at me and changed her body from a 4 year old to a completely green colored 9 year old. Then the color changed again into a bright yellow matched by a 12 year old body. A long dress and hair flowed down her form, the lines of code changing into bright yellow skin. I stayed silent through all these critical processes.

She looked at her hands and cocked her head to the side. Her skin tone shifted once more along with her age. This time she was dressed in a black dress with white skin and white hair. Her face gained more humanoid features. A small nose, lips, eyelashes framing her beautiful white orbs and similarly white teeth, hidden by blue lips.

It was a certain kind of alien beauty. Something you could only look at but never get close to. A glacier beauty. She frowned before looking at me and gaining a thoughtful look on her face. Her pasty white skin went tan, then brown and then dark brown. Her white eyes remained the same but acquired green, brown and red rings.

Her dress changed from black to white, then her hair changed into thick blue strands that suspiciously looked like water. A crown of leaves made from chipped pieces of rare minerals like diamond, platinum, rubies and other precious stones formed on her head. She looked to be about 16.

I helpfully used the limited control over my new unlocked element, water to create a mirror for her.

She recoiled from her image in a way that hurt my heart. I appeared behind her and turned her face towards the mirror.

"No, look, look Gaea."

Eyes wide with the fear of her own rejection, she studied the way she looked.

The mature yet young features that distinctly looked like no one I had ever seen before. Hers was the most exotic of all exotic beauties. She shared familiarities with everyone I had ever seen before. And when I finally understood why, I only hoped she would realize how incredible she was.

"That is why you couldn't chose either of the d.n.a strands. Your beauty transcends all. You cannot be one thing because you're everything. This realm and everything inside is you Gaea. Even the non-existence stars surrounding the star system. Every grain of sand, every insect native to you or to earth, the animals, the plant, the people, you are all of what you are. You are Gaea. More in its encompassing form."

Reaffirmed by my words, the girl underwent the final change in my eyes, her eyes changed from white to a swirling mass of stars floating in the darkness like the night sky. The color rings in her Cornea separated the stars into three regions.

"Well done Gaea. Well done."

The mental projection was finally strong enough that I could do something for her about an autonomous body separate from the realm. Not a body for her to live in but to live through. I turned to face her and led her back to our meditative area.

"Ok the next step is mine. Tell me if you feel anything weird."

She gave a nod, content to watch her hand as she traced curves and lines through the air. Her actions were accompanied by spirit energy following closely behind every action she took.

I closed my eyes and breathed in. Gaea was always not going to get a real body. That would be too restricting and cause complications as she would lose all of what made her her in the first place. She was the realm, not a biological creature but something even greater.

However, ice cream is unfortunately or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, real. And Gaea was part of my family now. I wanted to share all the small but good things that made life enjoyable. So she wasn't getting a body strong enough to clam all her essence into thereby changing her nature. She was already as perfect as she was. Free as a bird. Infact the spirit energy in the air belonged solely to her.

What she was getting however was something akin to an Avatar. A glove. This could be achieved by creating a secondary form, attached to her in a meta sense that she could deploy anytime she wanted. Like a puppet she could control and feel through but wouldn't be at risk of danger if the strings cut or the puppet died.

I had never done this before but I was a god. The limit of my lesser divinities were obvious after much looking into. I could not create life out of simple materials and then hope that that life would be tangible enough to exist free of any complications. The spirit would only be as real as the body and vice versa. That's why a person's soul took the shape of the body despite the two being contrasts to one another.

Luckily, I wasn't creating it out of scratch. As long as either of those two important things existed, then I could do something with it. I could use the body to form the spirit or the spirit to form the body.

This particular case, I took a step back and only lent Gaea my divinity to use as a clutch for the last step. She was going to create her own Avatar without any interruptions or distractions from yours truly.

"You ready?"

I asked.

"Yes. I am although...I feel a few people plotting against you Master Aden."

I smiled.

She was getting more and more real as time went by.

"Don't worry about that. Right now, you're the only thing I care about."

Gaea had her lips opened in faint surprise. Then her mental projection smiled.

"Right!"

I laughed at her enthusiastic answer.

"So, have you decided what your Avatar is going to look like?"

A thoughtful look appeared on her face.

"Mmmh... actually, yes."

She perked up.

"I like blue."