After helping resolve several threats that had erupted across different regions of the unstable world, Erend finally returned to his own world for the first time in what felt like far too long.
The moment he stepped back into the familiar atmosphere of home, some of the pressure weighing on his mind eased slightly.
He spent the rest of the evening with Arty and his mother inside their house while the outside world remained peaceful and quiet compared to the chaos he had been enduring constantly.
The warmth of the house felt strangely distant to him now after weeks spent moving between battlefields, ruined lands, and collapsing anomalies.
For a while, things almost felt normal again.
Arty spoke to him excitedly while his mother listened carefully to everything he shared about his travels. But both of them could already tell from his exhausted eyes that the situation was far more dangerous than he openly admitted.
