Sure. When you've spent your whole life as a regular old human, having pretty much any actual power feels pretty sweet, right?

[She admits to it easily. That's how it had been for her, when she first chose to become a Reaper, complete with claws, fangs, and wings: powerful.

Contemplatively, she looks at the claws she has now, flexing them before herself.]

... I don't hate being this, to be honest. The problem's with everybody else.