[ Death is a part of life, Rean. With death comes rebirth. But Celestia has put that cycle in stasis. ]

I accept my death, Rean. I have seen the countless possible fates that Celestia has planned for this world. Civilizations rise, and then eventually fall, because humanity reaches out for the stars and the potential that will let them surpass the gods. My existence is a small price to pay for freeing them from meaningless recursion.

[ He meets Rean's gaze with calmness, his crimson eyes unwavering. ]

If not to kill them, then to weaken their hold over the laws of this world. Make them human. Make them understand. I cannot, because I too am a god. But a mortal might.