02-23-2023, 03:30 AM
2040 A.C.
In the dead of night did Jackson Williams make a triumphant return, safe and without fatal injury. Escorted in safety by Senna, who was seen retaining scrape and cut alike, apparel in tatters. Words imparted to those nearby, in the ever bustling trading hub of Aphros.
Quote:"You don't owe me anything, Jackson." Only then turning to address those nearby. "I broke him out from the depths of Abendrot, secured his way to liberation, and have delivered him home. All the same do I claim my own agency, my own freedom."
His voice shaky somewhat, although remaining stable, as his gaze shifted back towards Jackson.
"Welcome home."
Surrounded by family and friends alike, his needless death prevented altogether. His freedom spread throughout Aphros, the boy who was captured by demons returned safely.