I thought I was living badly—until the moment I died and ended up… somewhere, I don’t even know where. I can’t call it a good option, because around here there’s war, hunger, and poverty—whatever the locals imagine about themselves. But I’m young again, strong, and healthy, which means we’ll still see who wins. You— with your miserable way of life, endless intrigues, and endless war. Or me—with my knowledge, skills, and life experience.