"Although thinking about Annelisa waking up crying and cursing makes me happy... after that, don't let her shed any more tears, Ansel."
Flamelle stroked his son's head. He could still see traces of youthful innocence on the boy's face… He couldn't help but wonder, what was he doing at Ansel's age, and how was his life then?
With these thoughts, he felt no regret.
Because he could give his child, who bore far more pain than he ever did, the power to clear away all problems.
Thinking of the gift he left for Ansel, Flamelle felt that, in the end, he had finally done something right.
"You too, Ans."
A serene and contented smile appeared on the man's face.
"Take everything from me and destroy all that would make you cry."
"From now on, live without pain and be happy."
Just this alone, to bring his wife back to life and give his son a new beginning, Flamelle never felt so accomplished.
