Back Up Plan.

'A way back home?' Reign muttered to himself. 

His mind began to race, trying to piece everything together. He hadn't really thought about returning to his old world in a meaningful way.

Sure, he wanted revenge on the doctors who experimented on him, but that feeling had faded with time.

His focus had shifted—he was driven by a desire to become stronger, to wield power no one could challenge.

But now, Draven's words stirred something inside him. 

Reign narrowed his eyes, his mind racing. He had a strong feeling there was more to this than just a grandfather offering help to his grandson.

Draven was no fool, and Reign had been around long enough to know that there was usually an underlying agenda.

"You want me to go back to my world?" he asked slowly. 

"But why?" Reign pressed, his voice laced with suspicion. "Is it just because you want to look for your son,?"

Draven's expression remained unreadable for a moment