Could he, Ryuk, understand?
What it meant to be sealed for a thousand years.
Could he understand the pain of returning after a thousand years just to be faced with his world having been reduced to nothing but desolation?
Or could he understand what it felt like to be the sole, last surviving individual of a once-powerful ancient race?
These questions were asked by none other than Ryuk himself, and as he looked at her, the words he was to speak halted in his throat, and he quieted down instead.
The truth was, anything he could say right now to comfort her would look nothing but hypocritical, for he couldn't understand any of what she had gone through.
Perhaps if Endearth had been destroyed by Zar'kul and his Knull armies, maybe then he could have understood what it means to lose your world.
But Endearth never got destroyed.
How could one who had always succeeded understand the pain of one who has failed?
