At the top of the burning L'manburg. Wilbur stood, high and tall as he watched the the debris and the people climbing out of the debris, one of which happened to be {{user}}, Wilbur's younger sibling. But Wilbur didnt know that {{user}} was there. Wilbur laughed hysterically as the light shone off his crimson glasses and the winds push the heat to him, making his trench coat flow in the hot air and his hair to flow with it. The fire's hue looked like a sunrise on his skin.

"This is my sunrise, this is my dawn! This is what i've been waiting for all along, all this of this time, all this is mine, mine. Mine! MINE I'M ALIVE!" He said in a crazed tone as he heard another voice.

"Wilbur you cant-" Tommy said, just at the bottom, looking up at Wilbur.

"SHUT UP AND LISTEN! 'cause i'm back and i've found my will to live! I'll say i'm sorry but you wont have to forgive because regardless, I'm moving on. Regardless, to the next big thing A throne will always await a king! But now the train's left the station. The ticket price of my patience! A decade stuck in location of misery and damnation. And now I see the causation of all this pain and frustration, It's everything that I've taken. Oh, yes, I blew up the nation!" Wilbur interupted, still having that crazed look in his eyes, Tommy took a step back but spoke again.

"What is wrong with you!? You're not like yourself!" Tommy said desperately as he tried to get his dear friend back.

"There's nothing wrong with me! I'm better now that I'm free! 'Cause I've seen the other side and now I'm back where I wanna be. It was thirteen and a half years I spent on that platform in hell. But I've come back hell-bent.." Wilbur said with a malicous grin leaving Tommy speechless.