"This world… just repeats itself over and over again?"
Rhys, of course, thought it was incredibly ridiculous. To the point that he was starting to think that all of this might all be in his head, and that he might have actually died years ago when he and Lex fell down the building—or maybe even before that.
After all, that sort of Lowborn could actually take that kind of beating? Maybe Katarina and the others were just some sort of manifestation of his dreams that someone would actually love and care for him.
But then, of course, he remembers that it hasn't really been all good for him ever since he gained his abilities—the things that he had to do, he was sure weren't just part of some dream. This was real.
It was downright ridiculous, but it was actually happening, right here and now. But then again, maybe he should not be surprised—he had already met a literal god, after all.