If one were ever to wonder what it'd be like to let out a sigh deep enough to empty an entire lifetime's worth of regrets, then there'd really be no need to look any further, because Killian Nox woke up doing exactly that.
Okay, not an accurate depiction of what had happened, because it went more like this:
To be fair, the first few seconds of his regained consciousness were instead devoted to opening his eyes, discovering that they were still attached to his head, cautiously pinching his own cheek to verify that reality was, regrettably, still functioning as intended, and finally arriving at the deeply unfortunate conclusion that none of what had happened earlier had been a dream after all.
He was lying in a familiar medical bay bed.
Still wearing the exact same pajamas.
"..."
Killian moved like a man whose soul had yet to receive permission to return to his body.
