[ such is the history of humans. awful, struggling, despairing and yet here they all are. still fighting giant monsters and innovating, years and years later. hiyori looks somber as well at the reminder of that bloody and terrible history they came from.

she's reminded of nora. how she was the same. a life taken too soon from her parents and everyone who might meet her. given another chance by being named a shinki.

hiyori smiles too at the story, moved by her dedication to others. a lovely and kind goddess to take care of the departed. ]

I bet you brought comfort to them when they needed it most.

... I know gods are created with one purpose in mind so of course you would be suited for it but... you still had a choice, too. You do now.

Nobody could do as good of a job caring for their souls as much as you, Ereshkigal.