Curses!
Miroku and many others inwardly wailed, feeling death's claws swallow them whole.
But from the ashes comes the Phoenix.
Sure enough, the respawn countdown began, and the dead rose again.
~Whoosh!
Miroku's eyes opened with evident shock in them.
Hah— Hahahahaha!~~
Alive… Alive... He was alive again!
Miroku took his first breath gleefully.
F***!
It felt good to be back.
After tasting death in this manner, he never wanted to experience such a frightening thing again.
But what was strange was that his fear level for death had now drastically gone down compared to before.
Because one had never tasted death before, it was only fitting that they should be scared right out Of their boots.
However, if he were to experience it repeatedly, the fear of 'death' becomes meaningless as time passes.
At the same time, he would be more bold, confident, and thought-seeking than before.
As they say, with growth comes wisdom and experience.