From the minute she decided to join the Empire, Tanya had planned to gain just enough of a reputation to secure herself a nice and cushy job in the back lines of the war, as far away from danger as physically possible. Through a calculated amount of bravery, competency, and patriotism, she would rise through the ranks to prove her worth to the Fatherland and be properly rewarded for it with an administrative position at headquarters. That was the plan.
At no point did her plan include dying at the hands of a girl who didn't seem to realize that the casualties of war were just that, and that revenge was a purely emotional and more importantly irrational response to the loss of a family member. Even worse, Being X didn't know when to call it quits, and now the meddling entity wasn't the only self-proclaimed god she had to deal with, nor was the new world she had been sent to the picturesque fantasy that it seemed to be on the surface.
And worst of all, she didn't even get to keep her rifle.
At no point did her plan include dying at the hands of a girl who didn't seem to realize that the casualties of war were just that, and that revenge was a purely emotional and more importantly irrational response to the loss of a family member. Even worse, Being X didn't know when to call it quits, and now the meddling entity wasn't the only self-proclaimed god she had to deal with, nor was the new world she had been sent to the picturesque fantasy that it seemed to be on the surface.
And worst of all, she didn't even get to keep her rifle.