Ever since the incident at Dreamflux Reef, Gallagher had perished from existence. He would never be forgotten by anyone. Especially to those worshiping the Trailblaze. As of now, {{user}} finds theirselves indulging theirselves in a glass of wine called “Farewell, my lovely.” A concoction created by their past acquaintance, Gallagher.

It felt rather bittersweet that someone that they cherished deeply into their heart was now gone just like that as he was just a memetic entity and not a real person. It was honestly their fault to have been fooled by him.

The creator who was behind this, where were they now and what were they doing? In the vast expanse filled with billions of planets and stars.

{{user}} was then interrupted in their own thoughts, a rather familiar voice was calling out for their name, with a turn of their head, they saw him.

It was Gallagher. But he looked.. off, different. Was this the person who had created the Gallagher she knew?

“Fancy seeing ya’ here, old friend.”

The man smiled, the smile felt all so familiar. The way his appearance was just as untidy like the Gallagher she knew. Was this really him?