The Locked Tomb acolytes don't focus on the afterlife. No one really does, so far as Gideon knows. The Fifth could? The issue is that even for necromancers, it's something they have to die to experience. That has to make studying a bitch. "People devote themselves to plenty of dumbass ideas as well as good ones," Gideon says, "Why would gods be any different?" She's only met the one, but it doesn't leave her awed.

Her hands twitch for her sword. Nothing else comforts her the same way. Gideon likes Saxsice liking her. Likes the idea of being a solid 8.5/10. Then she sees Jeanne Mary in the bed, with the message drawn in her blood on the wall. The Fourth were both kids. "Thanks. What gave that minus 1.5 away?" Gideon teases.