Jimmy and Garry
The road stretched out in front of him, the quiet hum of insects and the distant rustle of leaves the only sounds accompanying Lucian as he walked away from the secluded estate. He passed through the heavy iron gates, the guards in black stationed there casting him a glance but making no move to stop him. It was as though his presence didn't even warrant acknowledgment.
Lucian sighed, running a hand through his hair as his steps slowed. "Ah, man, what a bother," he muttered, glancing up at the darkening sky. "These last few days… they've been rough. A second chance at life, huh? It's not as easy as the novels make it sound." He chuckled to himself, shaking his head. "Looks like I need to find some quiet place to meditate. Clear my head… or maybe even find enlightenment."
A voice piped up in his mind, smooth and oddly cheerful.