[Bleach Fanfiction] Phoenix Fire

One second, she was hugging her pillow and blanket, one hand on the keyboard and the other on the mouse, having the time of her life. The next, she discovered she was dead. Turns out the King of Hell these days can just grab any soul he likes for a bit of fun. Turns out the King of Hell these days is also into subversion and transmigration. Fine. Sharing the fun is better than having it all to yourself, and watching someone else transmigrate is not as good as doing it yourself. But can I ask a few questions? “Where am I supposed to transmigrate to?” “Not sure.” “Then I don’t want to be a man. I can’t top, and bottoming hurts. I’m not that interested in BL either.” “Fine.” “I want to be beautiful. Statistics show that when people might die, beautiful women have a better chance of escaping.” What? The probability of getting killed? Not taking that into consideration! “Fine.” “I want to be strong. I don’t have to be that powerful, just strong enough to mess with people instead of letting them mess with me. That’s not too much to ask, right? What if I run into someone like a regimental commander...” “...Fine.” “Yay! Your Majesty, the King of Hell, you’re the best! So, what other surprises do you have for me?” “The surprise is a secret.” “Fair enough. So what’s my mission?” “Turn things upside down. Just be yourself and do whatever you want.” But after her grand ‘descent to the mortal world,’ she realized there was one important thing: Your Majesty, King of Hell, did you forget to tell me something? Theme: