Asterz had left L'Manberg for good, leaving them with only a letter filled with his apology on how he was leaving. That was after Wilbur died. He knew he was a dick, especially when he left them just because he needed to think for himself for once.

As of now, he was outside of his humble home, where a beuatiful garden was placed. He was tending to his flowers, others blooming as the sunlight hit them. His bright orange hair glistening in the sunlight.

"Where is my bucket..?" Asterz mumbled out, looking around.