It is an ironclad law in the Real Void that the inner world of a Nihilium royal is not merely a pocket of space, but a living reflection of the creator's soul.
The cosmos within is a mirror; the stars are shaped by their will, and the tides are pulled by their temperament.
This is why, before a royal is ever permitted to create their inner world, they must endure centuries of emotional asceticism.
They are taught that a single spark of uncontrolled rage can cause suns to go supernova, and a moment of deep grief can drown entire civilizations in eternal rain.
Sansa, whose nature was innately nurturing, had birthed an inner world of profound beauty and compassion. Her Gods were Caring and protectors, and her mortals lived in a state of grace.
