[ To be hated by both humans and gods alike—he sympathizes with her, because he knows another who is looked upon with scorn by many, all due to his race. Because he shares a similarly lonely existence, though it is with adoration and wonder that he is looked upon, not hatred and fear. He can never truly understand what that must be like, but he can understand the loneliness.

Hers is a duty of magnificent dignity. She has his respect for the enormous burden she bears, because she bears it with grace, despite her anxiety, awkwardness and loneliness. It wouldn't be difficult for her to lash out at humanity and the other gods. She must wield immense power as a goddess of death. ]

Permit me a question, if you will. If your existence were to end, would that not mean a cessation of death for the individuals inhabiting your domain? Or have I misunderstood the nature of your duty?