He heads home, finishing packing his things. It takes a lot of effort, but letting his mind relax after everything was hard. All this adventure, meeting gods, it really takes it out of a guy. He only takes what he needs, sticking everything into a fairly large backpack. Clothes, swimsuit, sunscreen. Towels. His money is tucked away in his wallet in a side pocket, before he waves goodbye to his dad and takes to the skies, soaring above Union. It's become one of his favorite things to do, going flying- the wind through his hair and the sheer excitement of it never got old.

Over the land he travels, before he finally arrives at his destination much later. It's a tiny little spot, and he breathes in the fresh air before finding a tiny little spot where some buildings were. He walks into the small beachside motel, and there is a surprise for him in the lobby...