God is dead. God remains dead. And Shioi Rina has killed her. How shall she comfort herself, the murderer of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under her hammer: who will wipe this blood off her? What water is there for her to clean herself? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall she have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for her? Must she herself not become god simply to appear worthy of it?