How nostalgic feeling it was to be in front of the dorms again after an absence that felt like an eternity.

The large sports bag that hung off his shoulder seemed too large of a load for the teenager to carry, but his adapt body allowed him to toss around the weight as if it were nothing more than an everyday accessory.

And with his training and the countless numbers of times in Tartarus, why wouldn't it be?

It reminded him of the hardships he had faced countless numbers of times in that damned tower, but he was never alone, thank God, or who ever looked out for them.

Be it God or this Nyx person that people spoke about, he didn't know, but he thanked the high heavens that he was never alone, aside from the time that Fuuka had joined their party.

A small smile crossed his face as he climbed the short number of stairs to the door, opening it and closing it behind him slowly, taking in the familiar atmosphere.

This was his home, not the place that he had been for the short while.
This was the place where he had laughs and discussions, be it serious or comical. Where he hung out after school, after Club, before missions. Where he had forcibly been photographed and where he had sushi with his 'family'.

This was his true home.
And even with Tartarus around --

He was glad to be back.

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((Looks like I'm the new man behind Mr. Sanada Akihiko.
Very nice to meet everybody. Some people may know me, some people may not, but it's a pleasure regardless!))</sub>