Even before I came to Crystallis, I couldn't die. Not permanently. I always came back. Something happened to me, a long time ago, when I thought I was facing certain death the first time. And I came back from it. But then it kept happening.

And so, I just got used to the idea. In any situation, better me than someone else. I'd come back. It let me shoulder some of that burden of danger, myself, instead of leaving my friends in trouble.

In one case, I died because something was manipulating my friends, something that none of them had any possible chance of being able to fight back against. If all it did was kill me? And they were okay at the end? I suppose I could forgive that.

-Jack