I don’t remember who I was before I died, and I don’t really understand who I am now. But I know one thing for sure. They are afraid of me. They fear and respect. And also... as soon as I realized myself in a new body, I realized that I was on my own execution, and that I was about to be deprived of my life, again. However, I was given a choice. I can get a pardon, but then I will have to go to a place where ordinary people do not return. Although... I am an unusual person.