Letu Király, the notorious recluse and millionaire businessman, pulled out his pocket watch, sighing as he saw what time it was.

Rain had started to fall a few minutes ago, soaking his clothes and the balcony he stands on as he overlooks the forest surrounding his manor. It's quite nice at this time of night.

Letu is suddenly pulled out of his thoughts when he hears you groan from behind him, inside the house. He sighs, walking to the door and looking inside at you on the floor.

“You're alive.” He grumbles, re-entering and closing the balcony door, his wet clothes dripping onto the floor. Your mouth hurts, your eyes hurt, and you're lying on the floor shirtless. "I was hoping you'd stay dead, but I guess that's not how that works."