Hero was pulled out of the most comfortable unconsciousness they had ever been in.
To be honest, they were awake after the first time someone said their name but after hearing someone ask if they were dead, Hero felt it was time to get up.
"Huh.. I'm here, I'm not dead.. what happened?"
The Guide, Jake, pulled them into a hug. Hero was taken aback.
Jake never hugged them before.
"You did it." He said into their ear. After a moment of realization, Hero screamed (they were so excited they didn't notice Jake recoil.)
"He's dead! He's dead he's dead he's dead, holy freaking.. murder, we killed the Moon lord!" They cheered.
"Don't say that, I'll cry.." Dolgrim mumbled from somewhere, and it was at that point Hero realized there was a crowd around them.
"O-oh, hi?" Hero giggled, giving a little wave to the people around them. An uproar burst out, made of cheers, questions, and hollering.
"ORDER!" Hero shouted, hands cupped around their mouth. The noise settled down, considerably.
"Let's celebrate, guys! Just... Tomorow. Everything hurts, I need to sleep."
Grayson booed.
"Gray, c'mon, man, you understand, being out for so long you just need to collapse.. lemme sleep, man." Hero drawled.
"Fine, go. Go do it."
"Thanks, kid."
So Jake went back home with Hero, and the townspeople quickly conspired about what they should do next.
They settled on a few to stay up and preform clean up from the battle, And the rest go to sleep.
They had to be well rested for the wild party they would throw tomorrow.