He doesn't remember the last time he slept so well. The warmth, the silence—it clung to him. He wished he could stay like this a bit longer, just a bit more quiet and peace. Away from everything. The fighting, the responsibilities.
Knock, knock.
"Kael! We're going to be late!"
Like usual, he was woken up by Liz—her voice cutting through the quiet.
He didn't mind.
It was something he missed.
It was something comforting. A familiar warmth.
And in a strange way, it reassured him. If he could still hear her voice… it meant she was still with him. Still safe.
He got up, freshened up, and let his thoughts wander—back to everything that had happened… and everything that would come in the future.
It felt like the world wouldn't let him breathe. Soon, he would have to leave—to save Thanatos.
And once again, peace slipped through his fingers.
Then—more knocks on the door.
