Very Happy Farms No More

****(POV)

An old man with a head of white and a tan could be seen sitting. He was basking in the sun peacefully, his trusty cushion bringing comfort to his old bones. Welner truly appreciated his life at the moment! 

Now retired, he barely needed anything to live. A few credits would be plenty for him, but the same couldn't be said for his grandson. He had been worried. In the future, perhaps Climbing would be required even for people that just wanted to live a simple life.

At least, the mysterious people that bought the farm had assured him that they'd give his grandson slight help when he'd be ready to start his Climber career. This didn't mean much to these bigshots, but it meant everything to him.