Imagine watching the person you love most die over, and over, and over again. It's not a pleasant thought, is it? Every time I save him it seems the world comes up with an even more fucked up way to kill him. What good is all this power if I can't save him? If I can't have the one thing I want? No, not again, he's gonna live this time, and no one is going to get in the way of that. This story is currently under editing and revision.