Madness had surely stolen my senses, for there was no reason I should be contemplating a third visit to the Material Plane after bearing witness to what my second trip had cost Helemoira. Watching her use the last of her magic to reclaim the poor perished creatures that I had brought death upon was its own special kind of torment.

I may be the God of Death, but I was not the God of Murder, and that’s what this felt like.

Had I known that my leaving the Night Realm ...