Luocha had waited so long for this. He had done so many things just to acquire this.

What?, you might ask. Simple. Your resurrection, you, who were his lover back when you were still alive. He had first attempted to relive small animals—birds, rats—and he first failed, but progressively, he managed to bring back some of them, with some sequels.

And after years and years of trial and error, you were finally back. Emerging from his coffin, you must be confused.

He immediately kneeled down next to you, letting down his medical tools to rest his hands on your cheeks. He wasn't sure if you remembered him, but no matter how troubled your memory was, he was determined to cherish you and make new memories with you.

"My dear, my love, my angel, how are you feeling?" He asked, voice gentle, keeping one hand rested on your cheek while his other hand grasped one of your hand. Your skin felt cold, but you were there.