Oh, how I died is a rather long story. It doesn't bother me any to tell it, I was ready to die. That life...it held nothing any longer, anyhow. It's simply a long and complicated story. The short of it is one of my fellow teammates killed me when I went rogue. But I was tired of killing people and watching wars rage for some hope of a false promise.

[Lust shrugs. She's not upset about it, what had happened had happened and there was no other end for her in Amestris. She's here now, and has a comfortable life with more than she'd ever had before.]

But yes, I'm glad to be here. I enjoy this life. I have my freedom, I'm powerful, I'm no longer at the mercy of men. I like what I am. The world isn't ideal, but...none of them are.