Withering of a rose: Blooming to beauty

*Noxalyz walked into a secluded area, seeming tired and more pale than before. She grasped her head, and continued walking. "Ugh, Damn...This new atmosphere, its dehydrating..." She whipped her arm out, and created a wall of thorns about a mile high, and a meter thick. Once this was created all around her, she would place her hands on the ground, causing several rose buds to sprout around her. The expanded, and covered her body, creating one massive coccon-like rose bud around her body. Small amounts of life were being drained from the atmosphere outside the wall of thorns, nurishing her suffering body. She was beginning to adapt to this new world by absorbing some of the life it gave.*

*About a month later, Noxalyz began to arise from her rose like cocoon. Once she did, Noxalyz looked much different, and a lifeless shell of her former self layed inside the cocoon. "Well damn, I didn't know I could do this sort of thing..." Her hair was no longer white, but red again. Oh how she missed her red hair, and all battle scars that she ever had seemed to have faded away as well. Only thing she still had from her former body was her demonic red eyes. She moved herself completely out of the coccon now, Holding Scorn, which seemed to change as well. It went from being a sword, to a massive sycthe, glowing as a sign of revival. "Look out new world."
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She slashed her sycthe in a random direction, cutting down everything in the direction she slashed. A grin made its way to her face as she looked up at the moon. "Rozalyn is back."