A myriad of stars bearing images of his lost memories floated past in the night sky of Evernight.
Alex lay on the obsidian-covered ground, his gaze locked above as an indescribable emotion permeated his being.
From Arwen to Nadia, each one had done everything to ensure he survived, placing their hopes in his hands.
It seemed too much to bear but Alex intended to repay their goodwill in kind.
It made it even better after he'd recovered the last bit of his memories just before he arrived in Popolis.
There was much to be done… and he could wait no longer.
***
He opened his eyes to find himself back in the apartment with the middle-aged priest still seated before him, chanting a verse from the Noxus with an effigy that bore the likeness of rising waves swinging silently within his upraised palms.
