*Beep Beep*

*Beep Beep*

I tried to open my eyes, but they remain stuck shut. The sound of a heart monitor bleeps rhythmically. I’m… in a hospital?

“Urgh, how long have I been sleeping…” My voice comes out hoarse and dry. The pounding in my head beats down on me like a drum.

“You’re alive! Oh, my queen! I was so worried.”

“I said how long?”

“Erm, well, it’s been… several months, I’m afraid.”

MONTHS?! My eyes shot open, busting through weeks of crust to glare angrily at the meek, sounding man, but I was not greeted by the man. I was greeted by a green dialogue prompt.

You have been revived. Count your blessings and exact revenge?

NONO Y/N? NONO

I thought of revenge. Who would I want to get revenge on? I thought yes and the dialogue box changed.

You have chosen the path of revenge. You walk this planet a second time in order to kill those who refuse to die.

Please! Y/N? Please!

Refuse to die? That sounds… familiar… but I can barely think straight right now. Yes.

You have chosen poorly.

Congratulations, you’ve chosen wisely.

You have chosen poorly.

A new window popped up.

Name: Tamara Watom, Death Attractor

Lvl. 1

Word: Attract

Skills: Boomerang Blade, Humble Servant, Marker, Push/Pull Marker

New Skills: !Attract Death!

Stats:

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Suddenly, seeing her name reminded her of who she was. Tamara smiled for the first time in months.