Adam leaned back on the couch, arms resting lazily across the top. The room was dim, warm, quiet. Everyone was there—his family, his friends, the ones who mattered.
"I didn't just vanish for fun, you know," he said, voice low, a little tired. "A lot happened… stuff I can't even begin to explain right now."
They all listened. No interruptions. Just silent eyes on him.
He stood up slowly, stretching his arms above his head. His coat shifted slightly, catching the light.
"But I'm back now," he said, cracking his neck. "And stronger than ever. 'Supreme Monarch' isn't just for show."
He flexed casually, flashing a grin like he wasn't trying to be cool but still totally was.
Aurora, sitting in the corner, stood up too. Her expression didn't change—still that blank, unreadable look.
"Yeah," she said, brushing imaginary dust off her skirt. "I can't see your future anymore. But I'm not dumb. Took one look and figured it out."
