Nico felt his body standing in the cave next to Will Solace.

He felt every single part.

He saw himself with five years and other kids throwing stones at him for being different.

He saw himself with ten together with Bianca, who understood him. She had been telling him so often that he needed to tell the world what he wanted and that he should scream his opinion out to everyone.

Nico had never done that.

He saw Percy after telling him that Bianca was gone.

He saw all the passed chances and the time he didn't try to fight and he didn't stood up for himself.

Then his mind suddenly returned to him and everything he could see were Wills blue eyes who looked at him desperately because he didn't reply.

And suddenly, he didn't care anymore. He didn't gave a crap about who was thinking what about him or who didn't.

He got goose bumbs because for the very first time he felt like actual young volcanoes.

He was willing to use his voice.

He won this whole thing.

He was going to dream loud now.

And before anything else could make him feel otherwise, or before his courage could go away or something could ruin this moment, he threw himself at Will Solace and crashed their lips together.