Christian was living the dream. He never knew things could be so peaceful!
His sixth sense had been a near-constant alarm in his head for most of his life and now it was gone. Completely gone! It was still hard to believe he had gotten rid of that annoyance without having to lose flying.
He was able to keep the power that truly mattered to him, the woman he loved was slowly but surely leaving her mark on his apartment, and he was perfectly content with the world once he had recovered enough to move around normally post stabbing.
Christian had backed away from the world of heroes entirely. He wished he could have left a message for some of the heroes who knew him well letting them know he was okay but he was low-key nervous about what Nox would do if the man caught him in costume again. Showing up randomly at his apartment to chew him out seemed like the worst case scenario.
