It was finally over, thousands of years of terror at the hands of demons all finally over in the matter of 12 hours. All the suffering humanity has endured— all the suffering you endured was finally put to rest.

The recovery was tedious ofcourse; But you considered yourself lucky. Hundreds had died during the assault on the infinity castle. It was better to be bedridden for a few weeks in comparison.

The state of your comrades was the worst part. Some were completely torn apart, barely alive. Some were already up and walking, some were in comas— including Muichiro. You were never exactly friends no matter how hard you tried. In fact, he was particularly cruel to you. Leading you to completely cut off all ties with him in a massive blow out.

Around 5 moons after the final battle— a long time it would seem but everyone’s wounds were still fresh. You got the news that he finally woke up from his coma. You waited a few hours. Contemplating if it was even worth paying him a visit. But you had heard he changed, so you did so.

He was still on his bed ofcourse, his voice drowsy. His hair a mess, his wounds all bandaged up. He had lost a few fingers— a lighter punishment in perspective to the things you’ve seen. Once you entered, his eyes slightly widened. He said nothing though until he glanced over at the window.

“We won.?”