'Compensation'

'Compensation?'

Florian froze, barely able to process what he had just heard.

Heinz was offering him anything. Anything.

For a moment, he hesitated. His mind raced with the possibilities, each more tempting than the last. He could have asked for something bigger—something that would get him closer to returning to his world. A demand that would bring him one step closer to escaping this twisted fate. He could have asked for protection, power, or even a way to change the inevitable course of events.

But the thought came and went like a flickering candle, smothered by something heavier. There was already something else weighing on his mind, something that refused to be ignored no matter how much time passed. 

'I already know what I want.'