< ( Leaxa, God of Death, He / Him ) >
Leaxa closed his eyes and did his best to relax, but he found himself unable to feel anything but tenseness as he thought about the war. So many people were going to die... So many people were going to die, and there was nothing that he could do other than simply lead them to their afterlives. Why did they take their anger out on the people? The innocent people!
He swallowed back tears as he thought about what he could do and what he couldn't do. Even if he would soon be a guardian god, he was still allowed to communicate with the other gods. Leaxa could warn love of what's to come, and she could tell... everyone else. Perhaps she could save people if the benevolent gods knew of what was to come.