Rose gasped as she woke up in her bed chambers still feeling the pain from the fire engulfing her flesh. "That bastard killed me again!" She yelled. "After all my arduous work and planning, I cannot believe he defeated me as if he were swatting a gnat."
She walked over to her mirror and looked at herself. "Bleh this magic does a number on my body." She complained. "I look like death wrestled an old sack, and it wasn't even enough to do my lord's will. Still, how am I supposed to kill him now? I don't think he was joking about being a god, he seemed serious and had the power to match."
Rose paced around her room thinking of a way to defeat the newly empowered Zell, who was currently on his way there to kill her. Due to the skill the god of destruction had gifted her at her reincarnation she was able to redo the day she died. She knew she only had hours before Zell arrived and she had no answer to his incredible might.
That crafty Rose has nine lives!
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