(Leo's POV, Five Hundred Years After The Final War)
After enjoying retired life for roughly five hundred years straight, Leo finally decided that it was time for him to make the final leap, as after spending half a millennium watching over the universe from afar, he felt that there was nothing left tying him down anymore.
"My children, my grandchildren, and my great-grandchildren are all grown up now.
They don't need me anymore, so I guess it's finally time for me to move on."
Leo muttered as he stood atop the cliffs of the Eternal Garden overlooking the endless ocean below, while the gentle breeze brushed against his face.
Over the last five hundred years, he had watched the Cult flourish.
He had watched Caleb and Mairon grow into capable leaders.
He had watched Aegon Veyr and Dumpy become legends in their own right.
And most importantly, he had spent more time with his family than he ever thought would be possible when he was younger.
