Can my goddess even hear me here, in another world? Does she care for me now that—

[He pushes out a sigh, curbing his temper. He can practically feel the necrotic energies pouring from him; he stiffens in disgust, seeing a discolored patch of ground spreading beneath his hand.]

Does she care now that I am the antithesis of all I was? I cannot fully atone for my sins, whether I am here or at home. The people I wronged are gone now. Who here can I make a difference for when I am like this?