His last memory before seeing nothing but black had been the searing pain of the giant snake bite that the Dark Lord had used to poison him. Followed by seeing their face above his own, crying.

He finds himself coming awake, neither in heaven nor hell, even if the pain in his neck was enough to make him suspect hell. His vision was blurry and he felt weak, and his body felt so strange... lighter somehow. And the groan he let out didn't have his same deep timbre tones at all. It was so... young?