"Memory of the Dead."
It was a fitting name. An item that could trace back the death energy and recreate the scene before its death.
This item must be condensed by so much divinity. It was clear without checking.
No wonder Hela even asked Elysion's permission first.
"…" Nathan's expression turned solemn. This was practically a divine item for the next trip.
Nathan looked at Hela with a serious expression. Even with this gift, he couldn't summon Fenrir. A promise was never meant to be broken.
Hela smiled. "My role ends here. You must understand that one's death is fated. No matter how hard you try to escape death, you will fail.
"Even if you are the ruler of the dead, you won't be able to escape your doom. There is no such thing as a true immortal in this world. Even if you can outlive the universe, it will just be a matter of time until you die at an old age.
"That is true for you, that is true for me… that is also true for your enemy."
