In a much calmer ocean a few minutes ago, the surface fully reflected the moon and stars above almost like a mirror. And even through the darkness that veiled the night, one could see how immaculate the shore was— its beach, white and almost like powder.
And a little more beyond the beach, Tempo was there, seated and relaxing in front of his house and killing any mosquitoes that dared to even fly within his range; his arm, almost like a whip as they let out a loud snap every time they completely obliterated a mosquito.
One would think that one of the most popular superheroes in the world would live in a more extravagant and luxurious house, but no. Tempo's house was completely made of wood, bamboo. If anything, it was more akin to a giant cottage.
He made the house himself, and even the chair he was relaxing on.
The Hope Guild is disbanded. There was no official statement to the public yet, but they were. They have been ever since that fateful day more than 2 years ago now.
