Chapter Ninety Seven

I just discovered that when you are in limbo--- most probably between the realms of life and death, you are going to feel very insignificant. You are going to feel hollow and insufficient as if your life will never be enough to fill this void that you have just discovered its existence. This is what is happening to me right now. 

But I was too weak to even comprehend this place--- if this is even a real place. I guess this is where a soul goes when it is weakened so much? And if I am really a deity in human form and I got weakened by the gold-laced arrow that struck my body, then this mysterious and ethereal event happening will make sense. If I remember what the deity of the skies, Amato, told me when a deity dies (or a diet in human form) their soul goes back to nature. And I also know no……