The Prophecy

Death is coming. Death is nigh. Death will rule and hell shall beckon. Most shall die. But the souls shall live. An endless life. Burning. Burning. Corpses rot. Souls, too, shall rot. Hell burns all. Its molten acid infects. The souls shall live, endlessly alive. In the burning hell. The rot will encroach. The souls shall live and the souls shall die but remain alive. Burning. Burning. Burning. The most fortunate were the ones that were never born at all.

- Last prophecy of Ana Guardia-Maxina, 5 hours before her release unto the Ever.