My eyes gleam blue as I glare at you. My volume is high as roar my strike's title. "HEAVEN'S... HONESTY!" I am turned towards you swifter than you could notice. I holster my gun, and the moment I do you get riddled with holes. In an interview I host with Zeus, God of Death, he states that you are indeed dead and beyond saving. "Even if all gods tried?" I ask him, curious. "Yes, yes, even if all gods attempted to restore him, your attack was too strong." Zeus answers solemnly.