Inside Leo's house, in the living room,
Ssshhhh~
Faint red particles shimmered through the air like fireflies caught in a slow breeze. The walls, furniture, and shattered pieces of the once-ruined room all began to mend themselves, reversing time's damage with an eerie glow.
The bloodstains vanished, broken wood realigned and fused, torn curtains stitched together, and even the cracks in the windows healed until everything was as it had been—untouched.
In the centre of that silent restoration sat Leo, slumped on the sofa, his body enveloped in a dim green hue.
As the last of the glowing particles dissolved into the air, the colour around his body faded, leaving his skin whole again—his fractured bones mended, his swollen lip sealed, and every bruise erased like a bad dream.
