"I have something that bothers me a bit, though," Ryuk suddenly stated as they turned to look at him.
"With every race leaving for their world, and the Fallens choosing to do the same... can we be sure that their original world will accept them back with open arms?" he asked, his brows tightening slightly in concern.
"I mean, it's been more than a century since the rift opened into the other world and sent any of the races in here—and I think their original world would have probably marked them all dead already from the unexplained phenomenon."
"If you all suddenly return after two or three centuries, how certain are you that they'll smile and allow you into their ranks once more?"
"To accept that the people they have termed dead... are now back and living?"