Nothing I could do but anticipate the restart of this endless loop.

I could already feel it, tensing up when I think back to the feeling of being shatterded into a thousand pieces. Maybe not this time, but I all I want right now is to find a way that does not make me experiece death.

My mind was racing for something to do, something to solve just so I would not have to watch my end again.

Something was different about the way I thought, somehow I found pleasure in the challenge this brings.

Somehow, a part of me was certain there would always be a second chance, another try.

For just a moment I felt conflicted, certain that these were new emotions and thoughts.

But then I looked to the smiling gray smokey spirit next to me,

and I had no desire to tackle that problem right now.

I still can't tell where I end and begin, but my upcoming reset was real.

As soon as the black and white smoke will burst out of me, everything will pull back to the classroom.

Then the challenge to do better will begin.

The place is a death trap though, they seem to be hellbent on throwing me back into this place.

Is there any way to change this fate? A way to at least give me some time to breath and calm down?

I'm sure there is something new I could try!

The first few times, I did not really change anything at all.

The more I tried to explain or stay away, the harder I was thrown back into this hell hole?

If I try with guile, and sneak out, I even got shot by the guard.

When I try to change others, I get a [Barbarian] rage over me.

No, what I need is to change myself, that's the only thing that worked.

When I started to be a dungeon, I was able to avoid getting bitten.

When I used my environment, the cart, I was able to sneek away ... and I died horribly...

No, I should not think that way, I learned how to get away from the [Teacher] ... at least until the gate

Lets see, what else is there? Ah, my classes! I learned from those as well.

After some struggle in the beginning with the blade, I feel like I have grown beyond belief, no longer will a mere baby ant stop me.

In the beginning I did not know why fate threw me at [Farmer] with all her might, but there must be something there as well.

Looking over to my dungeon, it finally dawned on me how much I had grown out of the barren rocks.

The glowing moss give a mystical vibe to the place.

The small white fungi seem to be feeding my army, the bigger onces were walking around.

I can barely imagine how heart-pounding it must be to stand in front of a giant like that.

Now lets see, what else changed? What else did I do differently?

Something I did not really do, but I did get locked behind those doors.

You don't have to be a genius to know that those doors are more then simple artwork.

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I mean, I don't know if there is any magic in the doors, but clearly they hide away my strongest behind more and more doors.

With nothing left to loose I send my strongest ants through the door, at least I can test this in my last minute.

My big bladed ant rushed forward to help it's smaller brethren

The giant fungi's walk was a lot slower, but the poor giant was trying to go as fast as it could.

At first, I was shocked, the rush was actually slowed down to a crawl.

It's rush slowly advancing and pushing the artwork to glow and pop out of the door.

Then, as the fungi arrived the beautiful craftmanship on the door gave in and crumbelded off.

With my monsters storming though, a different part of me started to panic.

Smokey me was picking up the pieces and putting them back on.

It did not matter however, as the pieces somehow did not fit anymore.

A part of me feels how wrong it is to change something that was engraved to myself like that.

As a former human, I did not quite hold on to that feeling in the same way.

The smoke looked at me, still unsure and shaken up, but reluctantly dropped the pieces.

Seeing the familiar fire come closer and closer to my core, I understood where my next challenge lay.

I lacked knowledge of the other elements, and that's why my system was locked to me.

This time I had seen the mysterious solid blue rock from the water element.

I knew what I did not know, and I will finally be able to unlock my system.

During this revelation, something forced all the air out of my breath.

Everything inside me seemed to tear itself apart as a fire slowly cooked my crystal.

This feeling of holding my breath, unable to breath and in agony seemed to last forever.

Finally that suffocating feeling was replaced by the pain of bursting open and spliting into a thousand pieces.

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I drift in the void and await the fates for quite some time.

There is no swirling smoke pulling itself together, and I just drift here for a while.

After a long time I wonderded if something was wrong.

Suddenly, as soon as I felt like getting myself together to move, all the gray smoke pulled into to me.

With that I was in a familiar place, the room became clear and my spinning wheel was right there.

A part of me finally sees the dreaded old hags approaching, but something tells me there is more to see.

Another part of me has quite the different experience. When I focus on that feeling something shifts in front of me.

The old hags slowly fade away in my mind, and their form is replaced by beautiful young girls.

These girls look at me, and then look at my spinning wheel.

The wheel now has a gray smoking thread on it, the thread on it cut.

I know the cut at the end really does not really matter to me, as the smoke seems to be holding everything together anyway.

Even then, they pull out the broken part and with an eye for detail they put it back on the wheel.

With a small push the wheel starts to spin again, and I can feel myself slipping back into the classroom.