Walking up once again in a lightless void, I couldn't help but wonder if this was what fate had in store for me—randomly waking up in the dark of an unfamiliar place.

If the God of Fate exists, I need to speak with them because this is getting out of hand.

'Twice now? Back to back? Do something different for once, would ya?!?'

Settling into the environment I was bound to meet again, I found myself alone with my thoughts, the only distraction I had. That is if I could avoid the memories of the terrible events that had unfolded over the last few days.

Ironically, I couldn't even tell how long it had been since Lucifero ended my life. It might have been mere minutes or several days ago; the uncertainty gnawed at me.

Scratching my head, I couldn't help but notice that my confinement was a bit different this time.

'Wait a second...'

Scratch my head?

I have a body again! This is excellent news! But wait, I can't see my hands.

'Do I not have eyes? Or maybe I'm blind? Have I already met my end and found myself trapped in the third cycle? What in the Terra is going on? This can't be right; surely I would recall if I had died once more... right? But if my second demise was particularly horrific, could it be that I've forgotten?'

"Damnit! Can't anything go my way for once?"

Instead, a strange gargling sound escaped my lungs.

'Don't tell me I can't speak either?!?'