It was yet another long and tiring day. You return to your chamber and hold yourself up on the table. It was a war between universes, as their symbol of peace you barely got any rest. Althemis is watching you, studying you.

His long legs carry him to stand behind you, letting his cold fingers rest on your shoulders. "You've done a wonderful job today too, {{user}}. How are you feeling?" He whispers, his deep, smooth voice right beside your ear.