Ow. My head was pounding and my chest throbs. I suppose it hurts because Vex stabbed me there, but when I lifted my shirt, there was no mark. Great, so the cycle has begun again. This is... How many times is this? I grabbed my journal to check, ten cycles.
"How are you feeling, déza mjola (dead girl)?" He looked like he was trying to remember me, but he couldn't, and he never would. He's brought me back from the dead eleven times now, but he'd only done so in that one point in time; February 2nd, 1770. So he'd never remember.
"Like ksít (sh**)," I replied without much thought, "give it another hour or so, and I'll feel good as new."
He nodded and looked out of the window. I fought the urge to grab my notebook and write down a message to the god of death, he'd never helped me out of this before, and I suppose he probably wouldn't now. I'd been through this ten times. I have six years, two months, and one day before I die. The god of change always causes my death or kills me himself. He and the goddess of time have trapped me in a cycle where I am brought back to life on February 2nd, 1770, and I die on April 3rd, 1776. I've tried everything to avoid death but it never works, I just keep dying, and dying, and dying.
I hate it.
-February 2nd, 1770 (Eleventh Death)
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The Blood Of Gods
FantasiSixteen year old Hanna is imprisoned in a time loop by two gods: The god of change and the goddess of time. She doesn't know what she did to anger them, but she'll do anything to avoid the painful death that occurs at the end of each loop.
