"There exists a certain… process," One at a time, Irene snapped shut the blinds to her windows. "You see, in our world, being immortal, ever-living, is something that's usually unattainable, with a rare handful of individuals being the sole exceptions. Ria's one of those beings, your parents are also another, and obviously, there are also the Seven Divines, the most renowned of these exceptions."
Amelia sounded a sluggish, disinterested yawn, whereas her sister had already entered a nice, comfortable slumber against her shoulder, leaving only me in sole attendance to the Succubus' lecture.