"Could it be...my room?" It was highly unlikely, as Deniel had absolutely no memory of this place. Not even deep down. Not to mention, based on what he heard from the Virtue Knights, there were other Nephalem. Right next to the crib was a small wooden table, and on there was a small glass picture frame. Deniel quickly approached it, and saw it was also covered in ice. However, this ice was weak, and was more like frost. So Deniel was easily able to take his hand, and brush it away. In the picture frame, there were three people. Arianna, Deniel could easily tell it was her, a grown man with black hair and a dirty blonde in the front, and a baby being carried in the woman's arms. Arianna looked surprisingly happy, and the man looked happy, too. The baby was oblivious, having its eyes closed, and was probably sleeping. Deniel took a closer inspection at the male, and recognized him: "...Dad!?" It looked almost exactly like Diabolos the way Deniel remembered him. Except there was one thing missing: his eyes weren't red. Instead they looked...blue. Similar to Arianna's. Deniel almost slammed the photo back down on the small table, and backed away. He covered up his mouth, and felt tears swell up into his eyes once again. Just what was going on here? Mom...dad...just who are you guys? And why are you doing this!?
Deniel fell backwards on his behind once more, and pretty much scuttered to the nearest wall in the room. He looked around the room, and in his vision, everything began to thaw. He was almost hallucinating. In his vision, he saw the room as it used to be. A decorated carpet floor, an unfrozen crip, unfrozen everything. There were several toys on the floor, but that didn't matter. Before him, he saw a mother, and a father. The mother had a baby in her arms, and then she put it right in its crib. The baby made a few giggling noises, and held on to its mothers fingers with its tiny hand before it eventually let go. It gave out a high-pitched yawn, and started to fall asleep. The mother let out a small laugh, and kissed the baby's foreheard. "Good night, my little angel." The husband, a much larger man, then put his hand on the baby's forehead, and gave it one small stroke of approval. The both of them looked at each other with a smile, and the woman hugged her husband. "He's a beautiful child, isn't he?" She asked before she took her husbands hand, and they both exited the door. That's when Deniel's vision suddenly ended, and he was back in the frozen Citadel. He shook his eyes awake, and looked around. He remembered where he was, and what he had to do. He quickly scurried up on his feet once again, and to the door.
All of this was seen by Arianna on her frozen throne, save for the vision. But she was far too amused from Deniel's reaction. "My, my. It looks like some little brat can't handle the truth. Hahahahahah!"