Nature has a surer plan than mortals can devise.
Death is a doorway, Niko, that leads to an adventure greater than any you have ever known.
Each soul has its appointed doom. How is it you dare to raise a mortal boy so high - high enough to flout the gods? Bring godhead where a man may reach out and take it? growls Enlil, and lightning splits a clear blue sky.
You're talent, and we're the talent scouts.
Nothing he knew of, enunciated life like death.
I survive. I survived it all then and I'll survive the rest of it. Without your help.