Millenia Millenium
Mei Xue gasped, a big gulp of air, and she awoke, returning from the dead. Her necrotized body swiftly returned to normal, as her ashen skin faded away, returning to its usual vibrant color. The dead parts of her body broke apart, like dust in the wind. Her blackened fingers fell off, no pain to be felt, and it went on to her arms and appendages until the dead were replaced with the alive.
"So this is death," the young lady muttered with an unfathomably complex expression. She felt enlightened as if new doors had been opened for her, yet just as many had closed. At first, she imagined herself freaking out, but all she felt now was peace and tranquility, after experiencing nothingness. She did not know if it was because death was an inherently calming property, or if the Store of Fates shielded them from knowing the truth and becoming insane, but either way, it was terrifying to know how reassuring an eternal rest was.