[You have died.]
[An Extra life has been used.]
[Reconstruction process initiated...]
Daniel's lifeless, headless body lay in a pool of his own blood.
But… a soft black and red light began to seep out of his heart.
His skin began to close. Veins, like glowing branches, reformed.
The bones of his skull regrew.
Muscles layered together. Skin regenerated.
And in an instant, his eyes opened.
Daniel stood again without a sound. He took a deep breath, rolled his shoulders, and did two simple stretches.
Azarath, who had been watching the entire scene, took a step back. His eyes were wide with shock.
"…What?" He had no words for what he just saw. Not even in his worst nightmares had he imagined something like this.
Daniel exhaled calmly—then suddenly:
[Please select the Fallen you wish to delete.]
Daniel paused, looked at the list.
Pride, Vorak, Azrak… and at the bottom, "fool."
He smiled and selected "fool."
