I remember my death very clearly. I lived in an orphanage with lots of other children, me being the oldest. I was locked in the basement because I had angered the caretaker, Ms. Baker, because when one of the children, Alexis, accidentally broke one of the windows I told her that I did it. When she found out that I was lying she punished both of us and I wound up in the basement with Alexis and a family of black cats that Ms. Baker hadn't found. Sometime in the middle of the night I heard the screams of the other children running out of the house, there was a flickering light under the door. When I looked under the door I saw the hall filled with fire and Ms. Baker escaping after the children and forgetting about us, I looked around the basement desperately searching for an exit. Alexis was still asleep, when I saw the window. I shook her awake and smashed the window with a discarded broom, and pushed her through. I was about to climb through myself when I heard the cats mewing, I moved myself away from the window and searched the basement. I found the cats near a pile of burning wood from the collapsing roof, I scooped them up and shoved them through the window and heard one small mew from in the burning wood. So I took the broom and stared moving the wood out of the way until I found the runt of the litter in a small air pocket, I picked it up and started running for the window as the basement roof started falling down. When I reached the window I saw Alexis looking for me so I threw the kitten through the window and yelled at her to take care of it. Then a burning beam covered the window, and I accepted my fate as a large amount of burning wood collapsed on top of me and the world as I knew it became black.
The next time I opened my eyes I was starring up at the moon. When I sat up I realized my sense of hearing had increased greatly, along with my sight. I looked at my clothing searching for any burns or rips and realized I was wearing a simple black tunic with matching black pants and black shoes, I looked around and saw a black staff with an orange gem at the top. 'You are Luna Black, spirit of bad luck'. That was all I heard from the moon. Not long after that I realized I had the ears and tail of a black cat, I also realized that I was the only death in the fire. I searched for Alexis and found out that she was found and adopted into a loving family, she took great care of the kitten I saved that night and not once did she say that the kitten was the reason I died. That was 268 years ago.