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Tommy lost every semblance of family and home he had over the course of the server, betrayal after betrayal and abandonment and disappointment, L'manberg blown up time after time. Fate didn't even allow him to find a home and peace in the afterlife.
Once he got revived, forced into this plain of existence again, against natural law and his own will, he cried. Tears kept on flowing at the realization that after everyone else left him, nature, the moss, the grass, the flowers, the mushrooms, everything accepted him, took him in as part of their own.
For the first time in far too long, he was loved.
He was home.