Fourteen Days To Forever
He just has to be careful if he doesn’t want to get kicked out early.
Happy to be on his feet again, albeit the subtle limp, Millan decides to explore Headquarters properly.
Backpack tightly fitted on his shoulders, he feels like a kid in a candy store. He has thirteen days to fill his bag with essentials he’d desperately need to cross to the Eastern Lands and he probably doesn’t even have to venture out of Headquarters to do so.
The place is just so huge.
While strolling outside, everyone politely greeting him, he vaguely questions if they’d give him everything he needs if he would just ask.