I Can Swallow Gods

I wash corpses in wealthy families, and when I touch the souls of the dead, I can swallow their memories. They regard me as the best detective tool and force me to pursue the "sacrifice" marked by the gods. I swallowed my fear and despair, and walked step by step toward the source of darkness. Until I heard the whispers of the four world-destroying gods on the altar of madness. They mocked my mortal body like an ant. I raised my empty eyes, and thousands of memories began to burn in my body. "Your smell... Seems very familiar."