And as the years rolled on, a tale about how Rein got his vengeance turned to redemption became the tale sold by many mouths. The once terrible warrior who had razed whole clans of dragons had become the very symbol of hope. Rein understood that it was not a bloody reckoning with enemies but rather an embracing of the ones who had suffered that would usher them toward that future that would never again speak the language of all that had terrorized the past.
And here she was with him, working alongside to create schools for young kids to learn not just how to fight but how to live without hate. The seeds of hope have begun taking root.
One morning, Rein stood at the top of the hill, watching the sunrise. A new day had dawned-clean, unstained, with promises of something better. Though the past might never entirely vanish, the future holds the possibility of something altogether better, depending on how they choose to shape it.