As the Kalpa was made to begin anew, our Hero, refusing to become a metaphorical prisoner again, jumps ship. Which is to say as jumps is to break out and ship is to from the entire dimension. The world on the other end of his escape is one of ponies, sickeningly sweet food, and a distinct lack of mazte to drown his lack of Elsweyr fondue and/or horker and ash yam soup with. But the cheese is pretty good, so that’s something.
Oh and a bit of adventuring, because he honestly can’t stop himself from doing so.