Emotion bloom like flowers, graceful and furious, emotion can be the fastest way to walk, the most powerful weapon. Yhaovi's new found emotion is helping him with his way of expressing emotion, the sky filled with light and the flower on the ground. Yhaovi's praying, his prayer make the flower garden bloom and the butterfly flying around, the butterfly fly on the infected one and cure them but everything goes with a price. The blessing grant by Yhaovi slowly draining his stamina and being drag into the colorless city, and in the moment Yhaovi open his eyes again all he see is the bright sky. He is lying in the garden, in his hand is the paintbrush the nameless boy used. 

The colorless city is empty, even the structure like the church and the clocktower is empty. There is no one in the city just like the moment everything begin but this time something changed, in Yhaovi's hands is the paintbrush. Paint or not paint, rejecting the memories to fit with the reality or embrace the memories, the unknown is always scary and fear manipulate people really well. Yhaovi let go the painbrush as he let go of his memories, the world collapse and he sinks into the shard of his memories.

"Even this is real ?"

"Even this is my memories ?"

<Anomaly>

The colorless city is restored but something else changed, something changed in the colorless city as something changed inside Yhaovi. His mind changed and the scene around him act the same, the colorless city changed and Yhaovi is standing on the clock tower, his hand is the paintbrush again. A past he don't want to know, the memories of happiness suddenly burned away, Yhaovi looked down and he know the thing he want to know. Shatter the glass, the mirror reflect the unreal memories that Lavern give him, the memories he was no one before he became an author. Yhaovi smile as he destroy the mirror and destroy the tower along with the city, he know if he can't find the truth he will be sleep in this lie for eternity.

"So even you want to betray me my memories or is that the fault of those who stay in the dark ? But no matter what who done this to me shall pay how dare they mess with my head."

The place Yhaovi standing is a maze, the wall is black and the entrance is full of threat. As he step in, terrible memories started to appear, the deeper Yhaovi enter, the darker the maze become, memories keep flow into his mind and at the moment everything would snap. The memories turned into glass pieces, they circling around Yhaovi, glass pushed against glass in a way that could be described as both ugly and beautiful, and he knelt at the center of that storm. He was confused because he was hurting. Everything hurt. His heart was bursting. The cloak of memories that Yhaovi'd collected turned into a grotesque sphere and surrounded him. Heaving, sweating, and trembling, he looked into the glass. And as he came to realize that his heart was breaking. That his sanity was breaking. The memory of what truly happened to him, how his world was destroyed, how they kidnap him, torment him slowly drifted into view. A primal scream, rage and hatred flow through him but in the darkest hour, light still can be found.

The paint brush turned into the light and then turned into a star. How could he forgot such happiness, the memories about Lavern teaching, the people in the Beast's village, the moment he help everyone. He is creating happy memories and those memories will help him with the path, no matter how painful his past, they are now his strenght and the happy memories shall become recognition. Never blinded by hatred but move toward the bright and happy future, the ball of light destroy the sphere of glass and the maze crumble along with the sphere. The guiding star slowly manifest into a form look like Yhaovi, the spirit hold his hand and Yhaovi know almost everything.

"Wait i need to know more."

<Overflow>

"I still want to know more, please, please."

"You... can't handle... the weight... of your... memories."

"No wait!"

"You... will be back... Then... I will... let... you know"

"But when ?"

"When you ready."

Yhaovi open his eyes, around him is Kuoni, Musouka and everyone in the village. After listen to Kuoni, Yhaovi know after he cured everyone with the prayer Yhaovi collapse and send into the colorless city. But return to this world is the gift to Yhaovi, the awakening from the nightmare and the gift of joy. He escape the maze of memories but he fall into the maze of his own curiosity what is the truth, what is the real memories. Who are they ? Those who done the deed.

"You should take a quick rest Yhaovi, i can take care of the rest. My magic maynot be strong enough but they won't burn my power."

The tome of Kuoni opens and the garden grow under Kuoni's feet. The garden expand and cure everyone inside it but the time it take to cure is much slower than the garden created by Yhaovi. The flower in the garden is diffirent, the vine appear more than the flower and the garden cure the patient not by the pollen but the vine. The vine emit with light and inject into the patient, this light cure the people but if everything go so smooth would be nothing, during the cure someone appear rather than the Dar'ark.

"Hold them for me Musouka."

"Alright brother."

As Musouka listen, Roseria appear and morph into him, Musouka appear in another armor, the armor allow Musouka to move easier and allow him to attack the Dar'ark but the mysterious figure is not someone easy to defeat. Musouka is much slower and his power is not enough to pierce the armor of that guy but his attack managed to destroy the mask of the figure. The mask is broken and that person is revealed to be a woman, the girl jump back and draw a sword she hid behind her back and charge into Musouka. Kuoni is chanting the cure, Musouka believe he can attack but a smoke bomb thrown at him and the girl doesn't hold back her killing intent.

"That's enough."

Right before the sword reach Musouka, Yhaovi appears in front of the girl.

"Burn this into your mind. Your master and those even higer than them shall pay, begone at instance before i change my mind."

Even with killing intent and training she can felt something wrong with this person, this is Yhaovi with his darkest memories in his mind. To those who threat to hurt his world or those who care is consider no diffirent to those who destroyed his world. During tough time, tough decision need to be made and Yhaovi choose to fall into his cruel side, just this time, let the pain to dominate, let the hatred flow. The girl fear and retreat, Yhaovi finish his mind session and return to normal, the balance between memories.

"I'm ready now. I will face my darkest memories but i believe in my good memories, i believe in my guiding star."

Rosaria leave Musouka and they return to the village, Yhaovi also return and he tells Kuoni and Musouka to take care of the rest while he need to sleep. This is the moment Yhaovi have to face with the darkest memories. As the moment Yhaovi opens his eyes again, he is standing inside the maze, the glass shard fall down like rain but his star guiding him outside. Once upon a time, surely, things had to have been better. But once upon a time, things had to have been better. But again, is that the truth or the right word is once upon a time, things had to have been the worst. The boy had felt many emotions since he waking into the maze. Mostly, he'd felt anger, but he'd been able to turn that anger into a strange sort of hope. True, he didn't have much of a plan. In fact, he was only walking forward because he believed at the end of her steps there would be something good. He had hope. He was certain that this chaos was leading into light. He was certain that the torments he was facing, that the horrors he was holding, could be completely shattered. But nothing, the empty path, the empty and dark sky.

But from that vast nothingness, something catches his eye.Distinction alone breaks him from the lull of uniformity, and he gaze swings to it: a single, special piece of glass, just a bit white, and absolutely noticeable. Perhaps in reality or through a trick of his mind, the rest of the sky that it begins emerging from dulls in its intensity. He thinks, it's becoming easier to see. He thinks, and realizes ge hasn't thought at all in ages. The heavens wobble and distort, and a crack seems to run through them, the whole thing twisting around the creation of a new memory: a shard of memory that should not exist. It breaks from the whole, and breaks the sky. The shard of joy turn this world from dull and dark into the world filled with light.

Both violently and calmly the roof of his making falls down, choking the air in scattering light. The spectacle would be magnificent to him, but he remains stuck on the newest piece, which floats toward her amidst the frightening chaos of joyous memories.It, too, is a memory of joy: that of himself that he has forgotten.

"When was... Did I...?"

Now in his hands, the odd shard that came from zero revolves, and in it he sees the time when he awoke from the dark and hatred. Tears fall from her eyes, and she remembers that happiness left her long ago, this memory never gone, the star left it for him, the star protect the memories that was thought to be burned away.

"I finish my job, you embrace both sorrow and joy, you deserve your memories, your original power, they may break your spirit, burn you mind but they can never take away what was yours. My job is done."

"It mean i won't see you again ?"

"No, i am always stay by your side. Now go, use the memories you have, let them be your strenght and your mind you deserve them."

The star goes into Yhaovi, for the first time, he felt happy, he felt clear. He does remember his past but they are no longer matter anymore, he fight them for justice, he fight them to for the liberation of every world exist not for revenge. Yhaovi standing up, the colorless city is disappearing and the sky above open to welcome him.