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	They say that when one dies, their life flashes before their eyes. Their entire existence plays out in their heads, for them to remember, either in regret or contentment. Kevin experienced something completely different. His death scene stretched on into eternity. Standing there, bewitched by his own mind, remembering what could have been as he was dealt a killing blow. His mind stuck on an image of him living a normal, happy life with a normal, happy family. Maybe the Omegan thought it would be peaceful, but to him he was stuck staring at hell. He would have never wanted that. He loved the life he had made for himself, and this perversion, this 'what could have been' just ticked him off, but it really didn't matter now. He had done what he could, and it hadn't been enough, and now he would remain this way, frozen in time...

	Until, rather suddenly, he felt life's warm embrace envelope him. He was no longer on a planet of ice, now somewhere new. He surveyed his surroundings, his brain processing the fact that he wasn't dead as a door nail anymore. He looked at his hands, opening and closing them, shifting from one foot to the other. After a time without body or form, this experience was strange and familiar to him at the same time. He reached up and felt his mask. Even that had been returned to him. He pulled it off, revealing his face, the same as it ever was. He felt his cheeks, his chin, his nose, his mouth, everything. "What... How..." The wizard was speechless, feeling as if he'd just been asleep for a very long time. "I'm... not dead?" This question, completely rhetorical, was already confirmed to him. He was indeed alive... somehow. He looked around, before looking at Minx. "Minx? Is that really you? In front of me? Alive?" He really was having a hard time processing the whole 'not dead' thing. Understandable, as this was his first experience with death and revival. Err, at least, of himself.