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

"A thousand deaths, and you recover from each. Not so the mind, the mind
is much more fragile. Its scars run deep and do not heal. The brain is
encased in a hard bone shell, difficult to breach, but with no defense against
that which eats at it from within."
Deionarra had spoken of such. I had already known the answer to the
question the moment I asked it, "And the pain-taking emptiness?"
"You have a whole where... wear? Wear your mortality once lay within your
shell." She made her hand into a fist and shook it. "Rattle-rattle goes the
hollow man, a baby's plaything, with naught but a tiny stone that a-clatters
and clacks in your frame."
"Despite these problems, it seems like the ritual worked..."
"Do you doubt Ravel? Of course I delivered on what was promised! Not long
after the spell a-drew to a close, I killed you to see if it had worked. You
struggled so, but I kept my grip tight and watched you die your first of many
deaths." Ravel clacked her teeth. "Then was I a-learned in its flaws..."
"What flaws?"
"Ego enwraps us like a prison. Forgot I did that it ofttimes serves as a
shield." Ravel clicked her tongue. "My pretty, pretty thing, there is much
wisdom and understanding in the truth that life is a preparation for the
ultimate goal: death. Our life is a means by which we learn how to die. If we
FORGET such things..."
"So that's when you discovered I lost my memories when I died..."
"Yess..." Ravel nodded. "Unfortunate... without the mortality to hold such
memories tight, the shell a body is..."
"So you took my mortality from me... is it still intact?"
Ravel seemed surprised, her eyes widened in recognition. "Yes, yes, yes!
Fear not for a broken mortality... if you are here... hear? Hear a-talking at
me, intact your mortality must be. Such a thing can not... knot... not be
destroyed as long as you exist. You are an anchor of your mortal soul. As
long as you are intact, so shall it be. Made to last are you..." Ravel smiled
and gave a wheezing laugh. "For life swallowed you and spit you out!"
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