While Xiao went through a rebirth of sorts, on the outside, the quacking from his inner world had stopped spreading, and the blood that was flowing from him had stopped. By now, Xiao was completely drenched in blood, but even in all this, his expression remained calm, which started to twist, quickly turning into a relaxed smile.
Around him, a subtle hum started to be heard, and a white beautiful light started to spread from his body. The light spread around him as it started to wrap Xiao in a protective embrace. Behind Xiao, projections began to form. The projections took the shape of people of different ages, ranging from a baby to what looked like an adult, but none of their features could be seen.
