You know there may be no saving them if we want to save ourselves. This isn't our world, Scowl. And these aren't our gods. The fate of this world may have been sealed long ago.
You think I'm so much kinder than you, but you're so easily moved. I wish you could consider and forgive people half as completely as you do for her. And you're innocent enough to want to save her.
I'm not. I'm an exorcist. A destroyer. The only way I've ever saved a dying soul is by destroying it.