Rebirth of the Loveless Phoenix
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Rebirth is usually portrayed as a chance to live again and fix the stuff you screwed up in your first life, right? So what happens when a girl that has already enjoyed her life and does not find much to correct is reborn as a mythological creature unable to love? The sparks of love shall turn the bird of fire to ash.
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