For the first time in his life, Remirg felt bliss from the nauseating effect of teleporting from the door to the outside world. It was as if it was the best moment of his life in years, hurtling through the expanding and contracting space.
It was not long before he reached his destination.
Slowly stepping out of the door on the side of the real world, he opened his eyes.
Success!
He had returned to Sebras once again!
Looking around at the empty tore down shack, he could feel like he could kiss each and every one of his belongings which he had left behind for three years of pure isolation. But his smile faded a little while later as he activated prana presence.
It was natural. Having caused such an uproar in the town and then running off, he wasn't going to go unnoticed by the authorities and surely there were remnant traces of prana all over his small shack which was foreign.
