Chapter One: "The Death of a Legend and The Start of Another."

There an old woman lay on her deathbed, old and wrinkly with grey hair that was only tidied because someone had to do it for her each morning.

She was looking out the window of her room that was on the highest floor of the hospital. Outside the window were buildings as tall as mountains and some flying cars that used hover technology, with some roads a lower down that she couldn't see now but could see other times.

She didn't remember much from her younger days because of her now terrible memory, but she remembered important stuff and that's why she held a USB in her hand. A bit of old tech that wasn't used much, especially of someone in her position.

It was made a few years, when she still remembered everything, but knew her memory would start going bad, so she made that USB. She didn't remember much of what was on it, except for stuff that would come into her mind and then go out the next second.

It was really frustrating, she was supposed to be one of the smartest and fastest thinkers on the planet, but here she could barely remember her nurse's name.

The door opened and she turned around to look at who came in. It was a relatively young man that only had grey hair at the side of his hair that was slicked back.

He was wearing a suit and was very formal looking. Oh, he also had the button of the American President on his collar.

He looked at her in respect even though he technically held a higher position. "It's good to see you ma'am. It's too bad I couldn't see you in better circumstances."

She nodded her head in agreement while thinking of a reason he might be here, what was his name again? "I'm sorry, my memory has been failing me recently. What's your name again?"

The President sighed a little, it was a shame, but in human nature, it was biological. But everyone eventually gets old and dies, it just so happens that he was in the final moments of a living legend, although from what his upgrades were telling him, she wouldn't be living for much longer.

"I'm Jackson Spencer. The fiftieth President of America." He informed her while walking over to the side of her bed, taking a seat beside it.

"I knew you were President, don't patronise me." She scolded him, she of course knew what he was. How could she forget the thing she served? "But what do you need from me? I'm afraid I can't do much, I'm a bit tied up at the moment." She joked as she lifted up her shaking arms that had some tubes in them, to give her liquids and to keep track of her vitals.

Jackson laughed at the joke she was making as well. "A few years ago you came to me to say that you made something that would help us make peace with the Ostrols if peace negotiations ever started. Well, they have and the first meeting is in two weeks, I was wondering if you still had that on you?" He explained to her, but said it slowly so she could understand, it was clear she was struggling as she sometimes zoned out with a spacey look on her face.

She thought for a second before feeling the thing in her hand. Was that it. She held it up in her hand and handed it to Jackson. "Be careful with that, it's important."

Jackson nodded while the USB lay in his hand and she scanned it, to see if it really was what she promised a few years ago. And with a quick second he confirmed that it was what she promised, and it definitely would help them. "Thank you so much for this Miss Axelia, this will very much help out in two weeks."

"No, I should thank you. I don't get visitors very often, although I suppose that's my fault isn't it." Axelia said thankfully while sadly muttering the last bit.

Of course thanks to his upgrades he had heard what she said but chose not to comment on it. It was a difficult time when she was younger, she would've been around eighteen when everything started and from then she didn't really have any breaks until she got old and Gray.

Jackson didn't say anything else as he saw her looking out the window now, but when he got to the exit of the hospital room he turned and spoke to her. "I'll come here personally when the first meeting is finished and I'll inform you of everything that happened. We'll have some sweets and play some games while we're at it."

Axelia didn't say anything except nod and seeing he didn't get an answer he turned around to leave before he heard her voice again, but this time it took on a different tone than what he heard today, instead it sounded like when she was younger. "Promise me you'll play nice with everyone, it was only thanks to your predecessor that we got ourselves into this situation because he refused to play with others. Promise me this." She said as she had an authoritative tone, and if Jackson was being honest he knew he would probably never reach that level of charisma and leadership she had.

He took a deep breath before speaking. "I promise. Everything will work out, don't worry…" he slowly stopped himself from talking as he heard a long beep instead of the rhythmic one that was in the room, showing her heartbeat.

Everyone on that floor who heard that noise knew what had just happened and couldn't help but shed a little tear.

One of the doctors that remained somewhat composed looked at a clock that was hanging and called it. "Time of death… 23:05 hours, cause a natural death."

Jackson held up his stone face in front of the people in the room but even he couldn't help that it cracked and showed the sadness inside, while some tears came out of his eyes.

That day one of the brightest persons that existed in the military died that day. She held a hand in almost everything that happened and held so many favours, respect and authority that she could drive a country in a whole new direction if she wanted to.

Her name was Axelia Meadows, General of the army and Leader of the world military, which was a new position that was specifically created for her.

With Alexia though, she was being given a second chance at life.

When Axelia opened her eyes and looked around all she saw was an endless white expansion that didn't seem to end, hence calling it endless.

But she noticed things that changed about her, for one she was standing up on her own, which she hadn't been able to do in years. She remembered everything in her life as well, everything that she did and stuff that she wished she could change.

"Hello?" She called out, but her voice wasn't old anymore. When she looked down she realised she was only a teenager, around eighteen. She was starting to get annoyed that no one was showing up but she knew that the annoyance was probably also because hormones that weren't in her body for years were now making a reappearance and that was throwing her off.

But once she calmed down, someone did show themselves. If there was anything she could say to describe the person in front of her it would be angel. It was the way it was described to be, the white glowing wings, the golden halo, the white toga and unblemished skin that looked perfect.

Fuck. Axelia thought. Because she was so young again every feeling was practically multiplied by ten thanks to her Brian not being as developed, and because of that it was easier to fall in love or feel crushes. That was what was happening right now. And it just happened that her feelings happened to be towards an angel, something she knew she could never get with.

Although she also never had a lover in her entire life and didn't do anything with other people sexually as she was waiting for a person to spend the rest of her life with. But that never happened and now she is still a…

"Who are you?" Axelia asked, not dwelling on those thoughts any longer.

The angel smiled before answering. "I am the angel Liwet, and angel that helps out the Gods of reincarnation with their jobs, it just so happens I will be helping you now." She said kindly while analysing the person in front of her. The good deeds were there, but there were also her orders that started massacres in battle.

Axelia grit her teeth in anger while the angel continued to study her while standing only a few feet in front of her. She couldn't stand it any longer, and although she wasn't normally a violent person, she clenched her fist and reeled it back as she charged at Liwet and just when her fist was in front of her face the scenery changed.

Instead of the white expansion they were now on top of a hill with tables and chairs between them.

And instead of her fist being in the air it was now on the arm chair. Her body jerked a little as it tried to continue its movements from before only to find out it was in a different position.

"Calm down. I know what you're thinking. But it's one of the laws that any Gods can't interfere with the mortal, directly that is." Liwet informed her.

"Directly?" Axelia asked, confused.

"Yes, I'm sure you've heard the story of Anton Welker." Liwet said, but it was also a question.

"Yeah, all his ideas came from dreams, although they were only basic ideas that he or people he trusted with the ideas expanded on." Axelia said recalling the story. Anton was one of the most famous people in recent history and only died because of an explosion in a lab.

"Exactly, some Gods saw your struggle and found him, a man with a brilliant mind but could never commute to one idea to expand on, so they helped push him in the right direction." Liwet said happily while also doing a pushing motion with her hands. "Although he would've eventually figured out what he wanted to do, they just accelerated the process."

Axelia hooded her head in understanding. But now that she thought about it, why would she be here? Did they want something from her? It was unlikely, they were Gods! If there was something they wanted they would be able to get it themselves.

"We do need something from you." Liwet said, like she was reading Axelias mind. "As Gods can't interfere in mortal matters, and angels can only do so for a short time under very dire situations, we need someone who can divert an upcoming crisis."

Axelia shook her head and scoffed. "The Ostrols are going into peace conferences with us, they wouldn't start a war again, and I know that Jackson kid wouldn't go against my word."

"Yes that is true, in fact, two weeks from now, or right now depending on how you view time, the peace conference goes smoothly and two more after that and everything is sorted out with both sides accepting each other." Liwet said, confirming that everything worked out.

But now Axelia was confused. What crisis was she talking about? And besides, if it wasn't a war or battle she wouldn't be of any use.

"The problem is in another world." Liwet said as she began to explain it while Axelia kept up. "In this world magic exists and other species as well, Demi-Human, Elf's, Dwarfs and of course humans. But in a few years an enemy appeared in that world, from somewhere outside of our control, we suspect it to be from rogue Gods."

Axelia nodded her head. "Yeah, and what does that have to do with me?" Leaning forward to rest her head on the back of her hand, a smirk playing in her face. They needed her, they came to her right after she died and that meant one thing. She controls everything from here on.

From what Liwet had said there was going to be a battle, and clearly if it was a crisis it was obvious that the people of that world didn't win. This meant for her she could ask for anything she wanted, and they would grant it if they wanted her to win this fight for them.

Liwet grit her teeth a little, something that Axelia saw that increased her smirk, so now it was confirmed that Liwet was reading her mind.

"What do you want? What can the Gods offer you so you will fight for them?" Liwet demanded to know, not so kind now that Axelia knew this was in her control. She knew she screwed up, and she would get punished for it, but she had to continue and not antagonise Axelia so she didn't go too high for her demands.

"An army." Axelia said simply.

Liwet sighed in relief. It was just an army, that world had plenty of them and she could give a high ranking church member a vision so they would be prepared. "That world had plenty of armies you could choose from, if you wish you could choose any army you want? It is the least we can do."

Idiot. Axelia smirk reached its peak. Even if she was normally kind to people, she wouldn't be now. They were demanding something from her and if they didn't get what they wanted they could possibly make her life hell.

Liwet, who was reading Axelias mind, was confused. What was she thinking now?

So, although lucky Axelia got what she wanted to hear from Liwet a mouth. "'Any army I want', huh?" She said sarcastically as Liwet suddenly had a bad feeling. "Then I know what one I want."

Liwet had a really bad feeling, Axelia didn't know what armies there were in that world. How could she already choose one?!

"My army." Axelia said smugly as she now leaned back into the chair. "I want the army I commanded when I was alive."

Liwet could only grit her teeth as she stared at Axelia in shock. Why did she have to word her sentence like that?! Shit!