The years passed by, and so did the course of Rein's life. He no longer craved vengeance but became a protector, leading those who had once suffered like him. Together, he and Elara traveled teaching, healing, and rebuilding. The past shadowed Rein, no longer a curse but a lesson learned.
He would not forget the last dragon and what it had said to him. The wisdom in words echoed in his heart as he took the path towards redemption, bringing peace instead of destruction. He would never undo the torn fabric of his past, as there were some scars too deep to heal by pardon; in fact, he worked hard to ensure that subsequent generations did not walk similar dark paths as he did.
One day, he stood on top of a hill, watching over a flourishing village, and he felt the weight of his past and future promises. The world healed not through one person's vengeance but by millions of tears worth small acts of kindness, love, and understanding. He had learned, though through loss, that the true strength lay not in power or revenge but in forgiveness and redemption.
And that was how Rein got healing-not in the defeat of dragons, but in the healing of his own soul.
The End