The vision of the teenager shattered into soft light, fading away completely into the white expanse.
The mental integration was completely, one-hundred-percent permanent.
The divided mind was healed... The paralyzing regrets were gone.
Klaus still had the memories, but they didn't own him anymore.
For the first time since he had woken up that morning when Taula left, Klaus didn't feel like a walking bleeding open wound.
The crushing guilt that had dictated every single one of his actions, everything… it was all just gone.
It was like finally dropping a hundred-pound rucksack after carrying it for years.
He remembered the fire and he remembered his mother but it didn't feel like a knife twisting in his gut anymore.
It just felt like a scar… an old faded scar that he could finally live with.
'I can't do anything about my past regrets but if I live my life to the fullest, I can prevent more regrets from happening.' Klaus thought
