Sometimes you can't be who you want to be and sometimes you can't do what you want to do.

That is the daily life of our anti-heroine. She is over powered with innate and learned magics and abilities but she does not have them to use them. she has them because she was born with them and she learns quickly. 

for her it is about acquisition not utilization. She wants to have power to understand power but she doesn't want to serve and protect. 

but it is out of her hands because she is Rachel, the Milana of Trannisa realm. her purpose is to maintain a balance dictated by the realm.

she is there when she has to be and when she is not needed she is off learning new things. 

so what happens when she is suddenly needed all the time? will her habit of avoidance become a mask of doubt and insecurity. 

so will she be a flawed being and pass the torch or will she endure in self doubt and constant insecurity. 

or is there a third option that has been there all along and completely out of her control?

Gabrielle awoke in a bed that was not her own. In a house that was not her own. But when was the last time she had anything that was her own.


She was a zombie. And just like she was a weak alchemist she was a weak zombie.


But then she slowly began to understand something. Her body was rejuvenated. This zombie body was stronger than it had ever been since she had obtained it. 


How many brains would she need to eat to get to this point?


Her thoughts were clear and her pocket dimension may have even expanded a bit.


It was slightly overwhelming but she knew it was true. She knew she was not hallucinating or deep within an illusion. Suddenly something stirred within her and even though she could not see anyone she knew someone was suddenly there.


"My alchemical property is seer. It is hard to sneak up on me. Even when my mind is weakened and I am running on pure instinct."


Chapter 270 - where her love lies