Can You See The Sun

Washing over me?

There was once a tale of a forgotten hero that, no matter what happened, he continued to watch over his friends, protecting those he was close to.
In my story, that hero happens to be an interdimational traveling ghost cat that has no past, but a bright future.
He traveled to many different worlds and made friends with species of EVERY kind, but the ones he held closest to him was a group of small, brightly colored four-legged creatures that emphasized the promise of Friendship and Magic, stating that no matter what, they'll always be friends. And at the end of his journey...

He returned to them.

Comments

[The Crazy Cazadore]

Did he return as an ethereal corpse?

[Final fantasy forever]

Sounds nice