Oh! Had it been a few hours already? Feather found himself lying on the ground with sticks and leaves in his hair, the sun already starting to set as it lingered just above the horizon, but luckily, his throat showed no sign of having ever been injured. After all, his body would automatically begin to heal itself after his revival, so there were never any scars to be left behind. It made things much easier to ignore, that was for sure.

Though, really… it really was… dying really was amazing! Whenever he came back from death, he always felt so much better… so much stronger. Like he could do anything. And he could do anything, because that was the concept he’d mastered, even if it meant he had to die more than any other person had before. And it wasn’t like anyone else had ever been able to revive themselves in the past either. He was the only one capable of this. And it was absolutely liberating.

“Hahahah, as always, dying is absolutely brilliant!!” Feather jumped to his feet, skipping happily into the dragon’s den while laughing like a maniac the entire way, his giggling echoing throughout the large cavern as he hopped on in. It was a wide, vast, and empty area, stretching a mile wide and half a mile tall with jagged edges and black stalactites hanging from the ceiling, the dragons’ nest filled with rock, dirt, and bones. The stench of death was strong and they were surrounded by so many corpses, but Feather only continued to smile with unabashed glee. “Wowee! What a nice cave! I sure hope a big scary hydra isn’t in here, haha!” he laughed giddily, feeling nothing but drunk off the power rushing through his veins that filled him with all too much energy.

Though when he saw the three-headed hydra slowly lift itself at his provoking, his sights began to blur. The only thing that mattered to him, and the only thing that was in his mind at this very moment, was defeating the threat in front of him. Feather liked to say he’d let those boys get killed and eaten, and he joked around a lot about annoying people dying, but… he didn’t actually wish death on anyone. Perhaps he’d died so much himself it left him a little blind to the notion, and when he was at his lowest, he didn’t know how to cherish the immortal life he’d been given that couldn’t even be stopped by death itself. But when it came to the lives of other people… to him, every single one was precious, and every single last one of them deserved for those lives of theirs to be protected.

“You’ve killed a lot, haven’t you, heheh… I can see your kill count, you know,” he hummed in a low, threatening rumble as the elegant hydra with scales as dark as midnight had its three heads snap towards him to bare skinny, sharp fangs. It was fast, which was probably how it’d managed to kill and overwhelm so many. But him? Well, he could do anything! And Feather lifted his pointer finger to the hydra that was flying closer to him with open jaws, not worried for himself in the slightest as his grin turned crazed. “A kill count of over two thousand isn’t good you know, and I don’t like to see it… so let’s just get rid of you right now, mmkay?”

His words were relaxed and playful, but the moment he spoke them, an overpowering explosion shook this part of the world. The village and the three boys could hear it from where they lived a few miles away, and talented people in the towns close by felt the mana suddenly surge as it increased tenfold, before gradually cooling back down underneath the pressure. And Feather? Well, he could do anything. He could even come back from the dead unlimited amounts of times, so long as he wasn’t killed by someone with the intention of actually killing him for good. If that happened, he would die, but it hadn’t happened yet. So what could go wrong? Well, lots of things, actually.

“Ah… I went overboard…” Feather blanched as rocks came falling on top of him, the large cave collapsing as he got knocked unconscious, his body dying for the second time that day as he became covered in rubble. Oh, but, don’t worry… he’d come back. And in the future, well, he’d probably make the same mistake again.