Only the powerful burn themselves into ash, their thoughts pulling them slowly into the abyss. A thousand angels humm heaven's hymn, marching with the tide of hell, ascending slowly into earth's despair.

Stab our hearts, pull our intestines like thread and crown us with knives, only the gods will care. Fools, it was us who banished our souls into the inferno, and we stood back up.

I'll teach you how to kill an immortal.