"Dead." Caius simply stated without giving much of an explanation. It was the truth and it wasn't exactly the entirety of the story either. At the very least, if the kid turned and ran or simply quieted from his questions, Caius wouldn't feel the least bit surprised. It was a sadistic twist of his terrible humor that also betrayed the kind of man that Caius really was.

The terms of black and white were not so easily defined when one saw the timeline from beginning to end, returned to the starting point and erased his own past. The only thing he couldn't change were memories passed down from generation to generation. Once a celebrated hero, he had tasted the tainted waters and the rancid decay of humanity's best and worst.

He knew the consequences he would face and that regret carried through in all aspects of his life, living or as an immortal. His response carried so much meaning in not only tone but through definition as well. He was...dead.