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Everything comes to an end, thankfully.

You'd think that but then that damned Netherworld just has to go an' mess everythin' up.

Still, in the Underworld, the troubles of a mortal life are shrugged away, and since I have done nothing to earn Tartarus... Well, it will not be awful.

Just wait 'till ya get there. Otherworld housin' just ain't what it used to be.

I am in no hurry to die, but I do not fear it either. I have seen enough to know that there are fates worse than death.

Sure there are but there're worse fates in death to, y'know.

Really, I'm quite confident that, life or death, the gods cannot do worse to me than has been done already.

Oh yeah? Do tell, babes.

The worst thing that could be done to me, I suppose, would be to make me immortal.. But I've coped with everything else, so I would cope with that.

It's an.. odd feeling, really. That there's nothing more they can do to me, far as I see it.

You just wait, babes. *bitterly* They always manage to come up with somethin'.

My home has been destroyed, my family and friends are dead, I see the future but am cursed to never be believed when I tell it...

I've gone through all the things I can think of them doing to me. All of it, I can completely deal with.

Yeah, and once you've bitten the big one you're gonna be battin' for the team that did all that. Ain't exactly a great afterlife.

I suppose I'll see in time. I'm only mortal, after all.

Good luck with stayin' that way.

Staying.. what way? Mortal?

Well, yeah, hello. You're only mortal for now.

I see no reason I won't, unless you're referring to the state after death.

After all, I doubt the gods, especially Apollo, want me alive forever.

What've those deadbeats got against ya?

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