The world turns red and unbearable pain shoots through her whole body. 

As fast as the pain comes it passes and everything turns black. 

Peace takes the fighter's mind and she is floating in a sea of dark water. 

A voice caresses her ears. "Come to me child." 

The fighter looks around. A glowing figure stands inmits the darkened water with open arms. 

"You have been victim of great evil. Come to me and I will tend to your suffering."

The glowing figure comes closer and kisses the forehead of the fighter like a mother. 

The fighter slowly raises her voice. "Am I dead?" She asks the figure carefully. 

With a mourning look the figure answers. "I'm afraid you are." 

Panic rises in the chest of the fighter. 

The figure pushes a lock out of the fighter's face. "Don't worry. Death is peaceful. But you died inside my temple. I can send you back as one of my own if you wish so." 

The figure smiles. "Your name has a beautiful sound. Why don't you use it? Riza." 

The fighter's eyes shoot open. "How do you know my name?"

The figure chuckles. "I know many things. You can rest and think about becoming a paladin in my name if you want." 

Riza narrows her eyes. "What if I refuse?" 

The figure carefully wipes the hair out of Riza's face. "You will move on and join your two friends who died with you."

Silence falls. Without any reference of the sun, time becomes strange. Minutes could be hours, days, months or years. 

The figure starts humming a soft melody and cradles the floating fighter.  

Riza looks at the figure.

"Send me back. I want a second chance." 

The figure smiles softly. "So you will walk the material plane as a Paladin in my Name."

Riza raises an eyebrow. "What is your name?"

The figure pulls open a glowing white rift into the water. " My name is Serene. But from now on you can call me mother."

Glistening white light surrounds Riza.