John Milton (Epilogue)

Constantine strolled through the bustling streets of Central with Shift and Jane by his side. The Azure Half Moon hung overhead, casting a cool, ethereal light over the cobblestone paths lined with quaint shops and vibrant market stalls. Central was a lively blend of old-world charm and modern flair, with historic buildings standing alongside trendy boutiques and cozy cafés.

"So, Constantine, what's on your shopping list today?" Shift asked, her eyes darting from shop to shop.

"Just some essentials. Maybe something to help distract me from everything," Constantine replied, taking a drag from his cigarette.

Jane wrinkled her nose. "Do you really need to smoke right now? It's bad enough with all the stress. Plus it's very unhealthy." she scolded him.

Shift nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Constantine, it's not good for you."

He sighed, flicking ash into a nearby trash can. "It helps me relax."