'In the middle of the silent ocean, beneath the breathtaking sky, riding upon the back of a mythical beast—it had to be the most romantic place this could happen,' Zaroth mused, his heart beating uncontrollably.
His clothes were gone, revealing his well-toned body—shaped by countless battles and struggles through the unbearable amount of fights he had been forced to endure and survive.
It hadn't been easy getting to this point; it had been a hell of a trial. He was a changed man, yet all his struggles now seemed worth it because—
Even though the sky glittered with beautiful stars, it still paled in comparison to the figure calmly seated upon him.
One hundred push-ups, pull-ups, and squats—that was the challenge Luna had given him long ago if he wanted to see her naked. Over time, caught up in countless tasks, he had almost forgotten about it.
Not that it mattered now.
