She had only met two immortal men in her life. One gave her a thousand years of waiting, and the other gave her ten thousand years of persistence.
"Have you ever... Loved me, even just a little bit?"
"Never."
"You keep saying you love him, but do you know how helpless I was when his bones were eaten away by thousands of ants? When he was bleeding like a river, I could only watch him being crushed and ashes by those so-called gods? I heard his bones being cut and making a squeaking sound. I was so cold. I really hate you. If you love him, why did you only let them be more ruthless? If you love him, why did you make the final cut yourself?!"