Of course not. But I find it hard to believe. Maybe because in my dreams I was just waiting around to die.
Oh we'd be here for another 300+ years, love. Let's just say when I first got into magic I put a girl's soul in hell, and tormented what was left of my friends with that awful mistake--only to call on their aide for more help along the way. In which they always die, so the world can go on. God's little middle man doing a thankless job because I can.