I was a tree and now I'm not?

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Character(s): Mercedes and anyone else, please?
Content: Mercedes' arrival
Setting: Joutenheim Gate
Time: Morning
Warnings: None



There was pain, everywhere, seeping into her aching body and she knew, she knew, without even thinking about it that it was her moment to die. Even before she battled King Onyx, she knew that her death was imminent. But she still fought, because Ringford was her land, hers and her people's and what was a good Queen to do but to fight for it? And there was naught else for her to do; with the accursed Cauldron and the advance of the Fire Army, Phozons were scarce.

Ringford was nothing without its fairies. And there were no fairies, no people without Phozons. She had given herself up, given her name up, returning it, so she could protect them. She was Yggdrasil. She was life.

Peaceful and warm, she found herself being drawn away from paradise and she fell from the heavens, descending slowly, butterfly wings fluttering.

She was Mercedes again.

"Next! Your name, please."

Confused, she tilted her head as the line of humans pushed her forwards. Blond, blonde, too many blonds in formal garb of the Valkyries but they had no spears, no wings, no armor, too human. They pushed her forwards until she was at the gate and the odd line was repeated to her. "Mercedes. My name is Mercedes."

"Welcome to Paixao!" And she was led in, holding a strange yellow, flimsy material the size of her palm.

What am I doing here?