"Such great potential!" Rowan grinned, his skin began to peel away from his body, making his manic grin grow wider as his golden skull was revealed, he was surprised at the amount of force this god could bring to bear at the edge of death,
"Great!" Rowan screamed," You do your name proud, Murrihm, The Star Gazer. Show me more! Blaze with light and power, let your passing light up the stars!"
Rowan had a thought, even though all these gods would die by his hands, there was no reason why their passing should be without note, they were unique creatures out of uncountable trillions of lives, they had exceptionally lived their lives and left great legends behind, but Rowan was the end of it all…
He was death, but he was not pitiless…
He would collect their light…
He would collect their dreams, ambitions, fears…
Their passing shall remain forever in his memory, this was the greatest solace he could grant them.
