The central town in the Grafted Cluster was finally free from the grasp of the tyrannical Flarecorp company. They found themselves looking over to the horizon and saw it with crystal clear clarity.
In the outskirts of the town, there were still burn marks on the ground, evidence of where the flaming barrier used to be. People walked up to it and hesitated as they tried to touch the other side.
They were worried for nothing. They could finally exit the town without the fear of being burned into a crisp!
"Huzzah!"
"We're free, mom!"
"Finally freedom!"
Their cheers and shouts echoed along the town. Celebrations were abound. But of course, they didn't forget to search for the boy who made all of this possible.
Michael. The golden-haired boy.
His stature in the town became sort of a legendary figure, not just because he freed them from their gilded cage, but also because of that metallic woman apparition that they saw just a few minutes ago.
