I couldn't feel it before. Now I can barely breathe. When I woke up, I thought I was dying again.

[ He hasn't told anyone about how it makes him feel. Not directly. Just it hurts. Let them assume that the pain is lesser; let them stay unaware that if his tolerance were slighter, he would never find the strength to move. ]

It's good, right? My mind is different now. It's not the same as what Ruin made it.