Hai Jii stood before the dais where Grenth sat, and he begged, "Please, this isn't their fault. I'm the one that killed the invaders—my hands are dipped in their blood." The God of Death pondered the boy's pleas; but instead of showing any benevolence, he sentenced Hai Jii's family to an eternity of torture by flame. The boy crumpled to the floor and wept tears of magma. His cheeks burned away with every drop. When he awoke, his body was made of stars—his arms powerful, fiery wings. A new phoenix had risen from the ashes of the Underworld, and he took his throne beside the other Celestials. There, he would weep an eternity of flame.