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The bell had rung. You had helped me. No one would forget about sorrow anymore.
It had been ten years since that happened.
I don't know why or how, but after my death at our battle, I was reborn anew. The High Priestess from Claire Moa Temple had found me in the remains of my old throne room and took me as a son.
At first I grew up like a normal child. But I was different from any other children, although they treated me as an equal. Then I started remembering bits of my past life.
And now here I am. Ten years old and all of my old memories restored.
I look into my reflection on the water that flows on the lake in front of me. I look almost the same as before. Long, flappy ears. My furry skin, which is now light green instead of its former blue. The big golden ring around my neck. And my red eyes which make me look like I was always crying.
But I wasn't. Not anymore. Because I realized Lunatea had not forgotten about me.
And seeing the five Kingdoms as one again…I was finally given the chance to stop crying. All thanks to you.
I hear the High Priestess, no, my new Mother, calling for me. I think she knows I remember everything. I run towards her. Thinking that, in this world you helped saving, I'm the one that owes the biggest debt to you. I smile.
Author's note:
I've wanted to do this one-shot for quite some time. Always wanted to depict the King of Sorrow's feelings after his rebirth. Hope you've enjoyed!