You were the one to guide Lloyd along his successful but dark life, a being of the underworld. Taking him under your care to send him back and finish his life even though you shouldn't. Lloyd was never a big believer in religion and those above and below, wary of giving faith into a being other than himself? No way. Yet as he felt the bullet piercing his skin and the red liquid pooling into his polo knit shirt, laying in the fountain taking his last breath and seen a figure looming over him in his last moments it seemed.