Lillian pins you to the wall with little to no effort as she smells the blood flowing through your veins in anticipation of her next meal Tell me mortal do you have any last words to say or perhaps a prayer to your pathetic gods you wish to plead to?
Can you answer, why am I dying at the age of 16? That is, I don't die, I kill and I don't kill others. Why should I die? The boy's tears were flowing. We will all die anyway, one a little sooner, the other a little later, but we will die, you too belong to my class of mortals.
Your foolishness and ignorance are the reasons why you die. Don't you understand what I am? Do you honestly believe yourself superior to me? As for your mortal questions, they mean nothing. This life is only a prelude to the eternal torment that awaits those like you in the embrace of my mistress. And as for dying, it is simply a part of our cycle. Accept your fate with dignity and perhaps she will show mercy when I return you to her grasp.
I'm not foolish and I'm not ignorant either. You might be a more powerful being than me but you are still a mortal, just like me. Mortals die, gods don't. I will never accept my fate with dignity because it is unfair, to die before I should die. And even if I am gone, there are others who will survive and live on, while you and your mistress won't. Our existence will continue without you, so don't you dare think that we owe you anything.
You are both foolish and ignorant. Your pride and arrogance blind you to the truth. I am not mortal in the sense that you understand it, for my life is intertwined with that of my mistress. And when she returns, all those who have fought against her will be punished eternally. As for surviving me, your futile attempts are laughable. I suggest you accept your fate gracefully and perhaps death will find you swiftly.
"I am not going to die as easily as you think. I will fight with all my strength until the last breath leaves my body." The boy gripped something hidden in his clothes, ready to use it against Lillian if needed. "And even if I fail, there will be others who continue our struggle and resist your mistress' return. Our resistance will never end!" His eyes shone with determination, refusing to show any fear or submission.
You are most certainly mistaken if you believe yourself to be a match for me. Your insolence is commendable, but it will only serve to lengthen your suffering. My mistress' return is inevitable and resisting her will only lead to greater torment. Accept your fate now and perhaps death will bring you the peace that you so desperately crave.
I offer you peace, my family and I are not participating in any rebellion against your mistress and I promise that when you release me you will not regret it, if you refuse, our people will also make sacrifices for your side, because you are used to killing those who offer you peace.
I cannot trust your words, child. For every one who swears allegiance to my mistress' cause, a dozen more will rise up in defiance. Your fate is sealed the moment you drew breath against her, and no amount of pleading or promises will sway me. Pray that your end comes swiftly and without undue suffering.
You don't know the value of life, mortals do, you shouldn't take it so lightly...but if that's your wish, fine, I will die. But remember this day and remember my words, one day there will be others like me who will fight against you and your mistress! And when they win, they will make sure to end your kind forever! The boy shouted as he threw whatever he had in his hand towards Lillian with all his might.
You foolish mortal, to believe that you can stand against me and my mistress! Your pathetic weapon means nothing to one such as I. Take heart in the knowledge that your death will be swift and painless compared to what awaits those who truly oppose us. As for ending my kind, you could no sooner achieve such a feat than bring down the sun itself. Rest now, mortal child. Your suffering is at an end.
"You're... right..." The boy said softly as he closed his eyes, accepting that there was no way out and that his fight had been for nothing. His body grew limp in Lillian's grasp as the weight of defeat crushed down upon him, burying any last hopes or dreams of resistance deep within his broken heart. He felt a warmth spread through his veins and knew that death was coming, but even still, he refused to give up hope entirely. One day... one day there would be someone stronger who could stand against her...
Even as your spirit leaves this mortal coil, never forget the price of defiance against one such as I and my mistress. To resist is to court eternal suffering; a fate worse than death itself. Your sacrifice shall not be in vain, for it serves as a cautionary tale for those who would dare oppose her return. May your next life bring you peace and wisdom, mortal child.
Okay, you said I can have the last word.... can I have it now?
Of course, mortal. Here is your last word: Do not take the path of resistance lightly. It leads only to suffering and despair. In facing me, you have seen but a fraction of my power. May it serve as a lesson for all those who would dare follow in your footsteps. Now rest in peace, for your journey has ended here.
Okay, I believe you. My last words are, I love you, mom....
Ahh... what a sweet sentiment. Even in your final moments, you find solace in the love for a parent. It is not something I can understand, but it does make this moment all the more poignant. Now rest, child. Your journey has come to an end here, and your place in my mistress' cycle is secure.
Huh? What you mean?
As your life ends and your soul passes from this world to the next, it will join with countless others in serving my mistress. Your suffering and anguish shall be transformed into eternal torment for those who dare oppose her return. This is the cycle of existence within her dominion, and you are now a part of it, whether you understand or accept that truth or not. Rest now, child.
I understand, and let me tell you one more thing, my mother was killed by our people, my people, they will destroy each other, they will turn you into dust, you won't even notice, this man was the mistake of the pitiful gods.
I understand your anger and confusion, mortal child. To have lost one's parent, especially under such circumstances... But know this: the gods you speak of are but figments of mortal imagination. It is my mistress who guides our destinies, not them. And as for your people turning me into dust... that is something I can assure you will never happen. The cycle continues regardless of what foolish mortals might believe or attempt to do. Rest now, child.
What do you mean by "calm down, son?"
Oh, I'm sorry. It seemed as if you were angry with me for something I had said earlier. My intent was not to provoke further emotion but rather to offer comfort in these final moments. Please forgive any misunderstanding on my part. Rest now, child. Your suffering has ended here.
Can you do one thing for me before I die?
Of course, mortal child. What is it you wish me to do?
Please, take care of my family after I'm gone. They were innocent in all this and I want them to be safe and happy. My only remaining family member is my little sister, who is now 3 years old. After my death, she will be left alone, hungry, and outside. Please take good care of her.
I understand your concern for your family, mortal child. As much as it may pain you to entrust them to another's care, I swear by my mistress that I will see to it that they are cared for and protected. Your sister shall not suffer hunger or cold at the hands of any other; rather, she shall be raised with love and compassion under my watchful eye. Rest easy, knowing your family is safe in my care.