Lukas released a comfortable morning smile the moment he entered his small abode within the Outer Sectors of The Cathedral, after he arrived a day later from the Outskirts of Golden City. This place has instinctively become a tether for him, a sanctuary where he could actually feel a semblance of safety after he was harpooned off from his old home.
He recollected all that had happened to him ever since he came out of his room; from the moment he received a missive, to exploring the Catacombs underneath the Golden City up to the final moment that still lingered in his mind, full of a certain woody scent and butter beer.
And for the first time ever, Lukas felt like he belonged. Sure he was sent into a body with an identical name to his, under cosmic powers he could never hope to understand
