A new problem presents itself however as Cassy and Valery hardly found free time to themselves. Thankfully, an opportunity opens up for Valery that she just had to take.
With the reunion that was long anticipated by Valery and her friends, a tearful hug from her son Fabio finally comes as Valery’s efforts have finally been rewarded. Though there was more to her day than just her reunion with her son that day.
She learns more of how the other residents came to be in Welhemia’s mansion, further showing Valery just how trusted Welhemia really is.
As the day goes on, Valery comes to a conclusion that leaves her perplexed as she’s left with feelings of gratitude…or was it something else entirely?
“At the end of the day, all the money and power you have in the world is meaningless when you’re dead.”
A saying that couldn’t be any farther from the truth for those who have aged like fine wine, the younger adults of the modern world live and enjoy their decadence, ignorant of the futility of it all in the face of those who lived their lives honestly.
This is a story of a woman who lived her life with everything she could possibly want, faced with the harsh reality that everything you get in life must be earned. A harsh reality that crashes down on her without warning.
“What’s my soul like then?”
“Eh, like an Ogress. Big, full of… hard stuff. Pulpy.” Visgali’s abyssal eyes were mesmerizing, but the comparison stung the bartender’s own pride. “You’re a stiff drink, but I need a- a-,” the nightgaunt’s eyelids lulled over as she drifted off to sleep mid-sentence.
Clay rubbed his aching head as he tried to stand, but the fall down the pit rattled his senses something fierce. His bruised arms and battered legs were unsteady and weak as he struggled to loosen his backpack from his person. It was a great and painful effort to brace himself against the pit’s wall under the late afternoon daylight. He needed to take stock. “How long was I out?”