Chapter 1

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With a swift stab to the heart my life I had loved so much ended in a flash. A beautiful boyfriend and a funny cat, dead parents who gave me the world for my childhood, lovely career as a photographer. But it all ended when a hero used his power oh so carelessly killing me in my own home while chasing a villain. I think my cat made it. Of course my life was never viewed as important when a hero, no less, stopped a villain. I closed my eyes and then came back to my life in my teens. In our world about 84% of people have no supernatural abilities or super powers as most would call them. The remaining 16% of people had those special powers. Que the sparkles and glitter. I was, of course, a part of the 16% of those people, obviously. Immortal me, wonderful right? Nope~ honestly who thinks being immortal is cool? If anything I'll be floating in space when the world ends, yippee! I opened my eyes once again fully aware of my cringey bedroom of my teen years. Listen ok, that emo phase was definitely a phase. "Yikes." I cringed at my fully blood red walls and posters of depressed rock bands of young adults who kill spiders and eat them. I shuddered in my own skin. Apart from my cringey ass bedroom I was quite, how do you put it? Furious, angry, destroy the world so you feel better, burn the guy who killed you? Ah! Yes! That last one is perfect! "I'll just burn him!" I said excitedly. "Burn who young man?" Mother opened the door. "Eek! I told you to knock!" I moaned. "Oh yes your highness!" She closed the door again and in a very obnoxiously elegant voice said "Your highness? It is time for your morning feast!" After knocking three times. "Jeez! Ok ok gimme 5 minutes." I smiled remembering all the times that this had happened in my past lives. But the one will be different, I'll be a villain this time around! I grinned happily as I put on some of my grunge style clothing. "At least I don't have to go shopping for villain clothing." I commented as I posed in the mirror.

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