Life, of the kind different from the one he had walked in his current life unfolded for his now perfect vision.
Yet, the part where he was blinded, remained the same.
Instead of being left alone to die, he was made a slave; who supposedly had to slave away for his entire life.
But,
With an [Abyssal] talent,
That enslaving restraints were broken off far sooner than not.
Yet, different kinds of restraints had bound him in that den of slaves; where even he had to mine at least a few tens of usable mana crystals to earn a meal.
He was made a brother.
A son.
A friend.
A god father.
A teacher.
A student.
By the people; slaves, around him, who ultimately left him as days passed.
Their will to liberate themselves of slavery,
Became his.
His own will was forgotten,