Growing up happens in different ways. For some it’s with age, for others it’s due to circumstances. I have the second option. When you only have a year or two left to live, you look at life differently. Your peers are making plans for life, you are making plans for death. Only you have an advantage: you've already been through all this. And if so, then there is no need to be discouraged. Who brought you here? Magic? Let her get you out of here! Of course, this can be prevented by various forces. Well, there, the aristocrats will take up arms against you, or who knows who will declare a blood feud. Maybe society will begin to consider you not white and fluffy, but even a bloody maniac... But is this really an obstacle for a stranger? Yes, all these problems... I don’t care!