Life with no regrets

Michael grabbed the edges and slowly climbed up the mountain, with Vedora giving him moral support from the air. Some rocks were wet and slippery, while some were rough and easy to hold onto. When Michael looked over his shoulder, everything on the ground looked eerily small. If climbing wasn't hard enough, the air was filled with ash that hindered Michael's sight. The higher he climbed the mountain, the stronger the wind breezed past him. It almost knocked him down every step of the way. After climbing for almost five hours, Michael's hands went numb. Michael willed the APD to pump him with a healing potion. Another hour passed as Michael climbed quite higher and finally saw a rock formation sticking out of the mountain large enough for him to sit down. 

"CAREFUL!"