Talk:Thunderbird/@comment-99.246.60.109-20150320060600/@comment-26606247-20150719135845

Defibrillators only work on irregular heartbeat, not cardiac arrest, so my shocks are futile. I take him gently in my claws and fly him to an angel. She regretfully tells me that she cannot bring him back, but he is at peace. Fuck peace. I fly him to a dark priest. She tells me that even her powers cannot bring back the dead. I go to a vampire who tells me she can only convert the living to undeath, but she knows someone who may help.

The camp refers me to an ancient lich, one who has been around for countless Demon Lords. The lich tells me the ingredients she needs for her spell, including several mamono. With my power and determination none can stop me.

The ritual is so dark I can not speak of it, but it works after a fashion. A bicorn and her husband take me and my now zombie sister-wife into their harem. Whenever our husband has sex with her I ravish him, for the zombie's demonic energy still tastes like my beloved's.