The familiar feeling of falling, followed by the rush of colours and wind, made Astaroth slightly nostalgic.
It felt like forever since he last entered New Eden, and his mind suddenly felt at peace, like he was meant to be here and not in his world.
Opening his eyes, Astaroth saw the familiar ceiling of the royal bedroom, and before he could even get up, something slammed into him hard.
"Oof!" he exclaimed, his lungs emptying out.
"PAPA!" Luna's high-pitched voice exclaimed.
Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she wrapped her arms around Astaroth's chest, sobbing in a mix of sadness of missing him and joy of seeing him again, safe and sound.
Astaroth looked down at her and smiled warmly. He embraced her as well, feeling their souls reconnecting.
It was soon followed by the tethers between him and all his soul companions reforming.
