"I am a goddess and you humans have died!"
Well that confirms it I really did die. I was pathetic I couldn't even save my mother. My family is just left to die, who will pay for my mother's treatment? Will she just die like me? I started to cry and tremble other people started to look at me but I was to emotional to stop. I let those people walk all over me it was my fault. I died yet another painful and absolutely pathetic death. I wonder if they were right all along. No it's not my fault. I didn't kill my mom, I didn't let myself die. I was wronged. Anger started to fill my head I became enraged and only one thing could suffice this hunger. Revenge. I must get revenge.
"Humans come forth the choice is yours stay in your world or move to another."
Last time I took these words for granted. I can't get my revenge if I'm born into another world. So I must be reincarnated. No matter how bad the choice. No matter how much I suffer. No matter what I have to sacrifice I will get my revenge. Till now I had been oblivious to what my reasons for fighting back were. They were all for the ultimate goal, the sole reason that I am so driven. Revenge.
One by one each human sealed there fate by choosing what world to go in. Then the last person was me.
"Human you will be given the skill..."