(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

"But why die slowly when we could become one again? We'd stop torturing
each other at last."
"And look at you," I shot back, "A spectral creature that postures and boasts,
but whose life and his power are figments of what life once was. Is that how
you wish the Planes to remember you after you fade into oblivion?"
We stared at each other a long moment, two monoliths stubborn and
implacable. The shadows flocked above us, and whether they were eager or
afraid of the confrontation below, they stood away from the clash of words
and reason. "Then this is my final question: What can change the nature of a
man?"
"Nonetheless, before there is an ending between us, I will hear your
answer."
"If there is anything I have learned in my travels across the Planes, it is that
many things may change the nature of a man," I breathed. The answer to
Ravel's riddle, the answer she never knew or cared for herself, finally
became clear. "Whether regret, or love, or revenge or fear - whatever you
believe can change the nature of a man, can."
"Have I? I've seen belief move cities, make men stave off death, and turn an
evil's hag heart half-circle. I had unmade Vhailor with belief, and for
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