the changeling who became god

Leech, as Flower called herself due to her new ability, had found her next victim. A fellow changeling. excellent! Leech thought to herself, he won't expect a thing! she walked up to the changeling, since she had no need for stealth yet, and tested the full extent of her power. Using it was simple. Kind of like using magic, except less effort was needed. Plus, it generated no magical aura. She watched as the changeling began gasping for air, eventually collapsing onto the ground, growing weaker by the second. In its last moments, it looked up at Leech through sunken eyes, for it was shriveling. Finally, the changeling fell apart, leaving nothing but a pile of dust. Leech took no notice of this, she felt infinitely more powerful. She then thought of something. Concentrating on the dust pile, she decided to test her limits yet again to see if it was possible. Sure enough, the dust pile began to rise. Amidst the dust, the vague shape of a changeling could be seen. After a few minutes, the dust pile was once again a changeling.

Alive and well.

Leech could barely contain her joy. She had brought the very changeling she killed back to life. Before the recently ressurected changeling could realize what was going on, Leech once again drained it of all its life energy. After all, she wanted her new powers to be a surprise. And it would, because no one would expect it.