Damon laughed despite himself.
"Hahahah hahah."
His teeth had shattered. His tongue and gums had no sense of taste or feeling left. There was only the ache and the overwhelming flavor of blood, metal and torn flesh.
"My sin has been punished. If only it was that easy."
The Archivist tilted its head. It did not understand Damon's laughter. There was a strange, unhinged madness in his tone.
"You have eaten millions in gold coins until your stomach swelled with metals and ores of the earth. Why do you still laugh."
Damon shook his head and stared at the Archivist.
"If this agony is meant to absolve me of my sins then you have failed. If your intentions are to break me then you will fail. We will be here today, tomorrow and a thousand years from now. No anguish you imagine will cause me to crumble. I will continue to laugh at your futile attempts to break me."
The Archivist slowly shook its head.
