The alliance is reforged, mortal. The planes thus quake, and the gods shudder.

Tread carefully, now. Not even a god would survive sacrificing me.

For I am death. And I am not the end - I am a beginning.

But loneliness that deep gets into the marrow. Now that I’m here - among friends - I can feel it burning out of me. Little by little, step by step.

I have witnessed dar too much, and you have given me too little. Finally, I can see.