"W-What's happening?" Eros questioned in genuine fear and panic. He clenched his eyes shut, "A-Are we going to die?"
Elias rolled his eyes, "No, we're not going to die."
He stood calmly at the center of the purple, glowing magic circle with a nonchalant expression, "You're way too whiney for a God; don't you know you're truly immortal? Death can't come for you and you will never see his face, so you really don't have to be so afraid all the time."
"I wasn't born a god and I wasn't born an immortal either which means I know fear...I know the fear of death. My mother was a succubus; when she had me, she already had 15 children which she abandoned."
