[Association Headquarters]
Sitting inside her office, Medusa quietly drank a mixture of unknown origins as she rested her mind for the first time in a while. The drink was a concoction she had created for herself after years of experimentation and finalization; it had all the goods of a coffee with none of the advantages, so to speak. If she wished she could become even richer with this invention and many she had kept hidden, money had long since ceased to be anything but a string of numbers for her.
The reason she was drinking something she had not drunk in centuries was because she was happy right now. A genuine smile was present on her face, unlike the usual sardonic and mocking one that she practically plastered 24/7 over her otherwise youthful face.
She was ecstatic, dancing with joy in the depths of her heart.
Because she was finally free.
