Ethan adjusted the strap of his bag as he stood at the base of the mountain trail, glancing back one last time at the rugged peaks he had called home for over a month. His aunt, Kaya, stood a few feet away, arms crossed and her sharp gaze softened just slightly by a hint of pride.
"Remember," Kaya said, her voice carrying the weight of both a warning and encouragement, "this strength is a tool, not a trophy. Don't get comfortable. Growth doesn't stop just because you've leveled up."
Ethan nodded, the weight of her words settling in his chest. "Got it, Aunt Kaya. Thank you for everything."
As he turned to descend the trail, Ethan couldn't help but smile to himself. 'Finally, home.'
