Year 9987, Day 25 of the Month of the Flowers.
In the middle of a field of green grass, Luciel was lying down, the sun shining on his face, causing him to wake up. - "Hm ..." - Luciel slowly opened his eyes, covering his face from the sunlight with his right hand.
"What…?" - Luciel then sat down and began to slowly remember everything that happened. - "I'm ... I am alive ... I'm alive!" - Luciel said happily.
"I can see.", The beautiful landscape around him, getting to see an immense forest at least a kilometer away and barely managing to see in the distance white mountains that painted the view.
"I can hear." - the breeze of the wind, the cry of some bird, and most important of all, his voice.
"I can smell." - grass and his own smell.
"I can taste." - His saliva, something that often bothered him, but this time brought him a joy feeling.
"I can feel." - the touch of his skin, the grass, the breeze touching his face and moving his hair. - "I'm really alive ..." - said Luciel who thought for a moment about pinching his cheek, but then he thought that it would be impossible to feel as alive as now.
It was so overwhelming for him to feel again, so much so that a few tears ran down his cheeks. After having spent time in that place where he was unable to feel, and suddenly waking up in an unknown place with the recovery of his senses, it made him feel better, there was nothing better than being able to feel, to feel really alive.
"Hahaha, I'm alive." - Said the young man who wanted to get up but felt some weight on his lap. - "Hm?" - There were three objects, underneath there was a black book, in the middle a sheet with something written, and above holding the sheet a golden coin.
"What is this?" - Luciel wondered, surprised, who felt a strange feeling of needing and wanting to read what was written on the sheet.