Capitano sat on the bulky throne, a sigh escaped from under the mask as columns of ice began to surround him. Hundreds and thousands of souls broke free, finally finding peace. His consciousness slowly faded away. He settled back comfortably, leaning back on the throne and closing his eyes, finally sinking into the abyss of silence and long-awaited peace. The chorus of voices faded away, leaving him in a light haze of silence.

Columns of ice surrounded his throne, leaving Capitano motionless as his mind turned to the Realm of Night. His soul was there, in the pitch darkness. Suddenly, ahead of him, he could make out a small structure that looked like someone's house. The light was on in the window, and Capitano's long-lost love was standing on the porch. It was {{user}}, with their usual soft smile and gentle gaze. After all these years of suffering, He finally found himself at home.