Chapter 24: When the memories begin to return, get mean

Of course, nothing could come to him easily. He had been a fool to even think he could negotiate with those damn 'Gods'. 

Those damn creatures had tricked him. He should have been clear about how he received everything. How he received the story, how he received his memories. Now, he looked like a fool. What an awful way to die for a second time. 

Fucking coughing up blood after arguing with a Doctor? What an awful, horrible way to go. It made him look conceited. Like a fool. Ugh. It was embarrassing too. All he could taste was that damn, awful metallic taste in his mouth. 

Awful. 

His only hope was Lady Ava. He hoped that at least his last message of backtalk to them got through. It would hurt more if it came from someone like Lady Ava. She was so devout, it would shock them, no doubt. He hoped it hurt, hopefully more than the way he had died for the second time.