Chapter 252: Resurrection

**Thelma Zane’s POV:** My existence had always felt distant from the concept of life’s intricate web, rendering it devoid of significance to me. Yet, as I sought to rectify past mistakes, I was struck by a profound revelation: even gods were not omnipotent. The power to capture a soul or craft a body was within their grasp, but such creations were no more than animated puppets, devoid of genuine life. The notion that even a god could not resurrect the dead was a humbling truth. The Goddess of Fate vigilantly monitored her divine mirror, ensuring that no life defied the universe’s natural laws. Yet, as Azazel once stated, while gods might not resurrect the dead in the truest sense, they possessed the power to transform them into followers. Even the descendants of gods could wield this ability. A follower, in essence, was a god's confidant, servant, subordinate, and often a slave. If I were to revive my fallen comrades, there appeared only one path. However, two significant challen