So, good news, I was practically immortal.
Bad news, to achieve this I had to be in this altar room at a specific time and date, which I was, obviously, and I had to say the right things, which given my first statement I clearly did, and I had to perform an action that you'll dislike, hence the bad news.
So, you're pregnant now, right? Oh, you're having a girl? That's nice. So, like, I'd not grow too attached to her, if I was you.
No, no, she'll be fine, all her life I'll protect her, once you're gone.
Sorry.
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