I remember the moment of my death.
Again. In a span of a day or two. First by Magus, now by...
Phyla's eyes widen, as sge slowly remembers more and more of her last moments
"Oh Pama... I released Thanos! That's who killed me! I thought--... just how meny indirect deaths am I responsible for? How much time has passed since then?!"
Phyla looks around, she's still in Sacrosanct, in the Universal Church of Truth, at the same room where she opened the cocoon, thinking it will save Adam, only to be pulverised moments later by Thanos.
Once again, the pain I felt, overshadowed by the wave of disappointment. I failed everyone...
"I have to find Heather."
Phyla flies out of the church, steals a spaceship from an unsuspecting alien, and flies out, trying to contact any psychic she knows, or even doesn't know
"Heather? Adam? Mantis? Whoever who can hear this, my name is Martyr, I died some unknown amount of time ago, I just got out of Sacrosanct, I need assistance!"