Life and death as a natural part of life, and begging and sparing were sub categories of this. You had gotten used to it from young, but it never worked...only got harder.

It was bizzare you were begging infront Andros, the sun God in hope of being brought to life.

His presence was so powerful as if he would shatter yours body in and instant to mere particles.

"Another life? Sure..but as soon as you die...your mine." He smirked, it was clear that your new life would be tougher..