Gather what little under his possession Nasin the vagabond of sorts thought on where to next to further his studies. The backpack no longer felt as heavy as when he first started his journey. Staring at the empty room he thought of the days spent here. It wasn't odd for him to dwell in the past. It was odd that the recent past had been kind to the urchin and for that he was grateful. Still he wasn't sure as to who to be thankful to god or the devil. The line between the two were blurred in his eyes. Walking out of his apartment room Nasin locked the door before heading to the front leaving the keys with the owners.
The great skies of Kyuuten No Kuni once captivated on sight. Now it only barely seemed to pique his interest. This was the greatest factor as to exactly when he should leave. It was sad. Another thing in his life that lost it's feeling. Nasin couldn't muster the excitement he once felt, before. All he felt was cold winds and a desire to head back to land. Not necessarily his homeland. Nasin would go to great lengths to avoid returning to the slums of Yokuchigakure.
The journey back to the mainland was slightly painful. The descend made Nasin's ear pop. The feeling rung in his head. Mostly ignored he thought about the future. This land had nothing more to offer. His rank was too low for anyone to give him access to the knowledge he sought after. Perhaps in another land he would find a more steady flow of available knowledge. Nasin had that common information in one country was entirely new to another. Which land he decided to travel next was entirely unknown. Smiling he enjoying the feeling of something new in his life.