Death is not the end.
This is coming from someone who personally experienced death once, and is experiencing it once more.
I have lived my life surrounded by death.
I was there when the people around me died. I was also there when the one who killed my family died.
I followed the one who killed the killer of my family.
I vowed to serve him with my life and my body for achieving the revenge I cannot exact until the day he dies.
For thousands of years, I stayed by his side.
I knew him better than anyone. Even better than I knew myself.
I was there when he ruled the whole world. The fate of billions rested in his hands.
However, he's not contented.
He sought the presence of someone.
Even so, I stayed by his side and helped him to the fullest of my ability.
Until, a catastrophe struck us.
This is when I first experienced death.
But I do not blame him.
Instead, I blamed my own weak self as I died without fully accomplishing my vow, which is to serve him until the day he dies.
However, as I said.
Death is not the end.
I woke up in a new world with my memories intact. I believe it is what the monks called 'reincarnation'.
As I arrived in this new world, there was only one thing in my mind.
To fulfill my vow in this life, no matter what.
In order to do that, I will conquer the world.
Before he arrives in this world, I will prepare the grandest gift. An accomplishment he once succeeded in doing.
I thought that I have the ability to follow his footsteps.
I was wrong.
There are stronger people other than me who exist in this world. Some even much stronger.
I was stopped by them.
Just when they are about to kill me, I struggled.
I refuse to give up on life. I refuse to die a second time.
This is not because I fear what comes after death.
But because I fear that I will die again without accomplishing anything.
That's why, as a last resort, I chose to seal myself.
I sealed my soul in an artifact, so even if my material body is destroyed, I will still exist in this world.
This time, I was not 'killed'. But I don't know if I can call it 'living' either.
I am ashamed to meet my lord again. For I have not done a single thing worthy of praise.
However, it is a hundred times better than not meeting him at all.
Even in this trapped state, I wish to meet him once more.
For many years, I waited for him to come.
And then, one day.
He finally arrived.
I sensed his unique malevolent aura that is second to nothing.
The aura that I will never forget no matter how many times I died.
Thus, I beckoned for him.
I released all the strength I have left.
To call for him.
To call for his love.
And once I meet him...
I, Morgana le Fay, will vow to serve him again in this lifetime.
This time, without fail.