Under the bone-chilling threat of death, which followed as closely as a shadow,
it was as if a heavy hammer had smashed into Amaterasu's proud spine, forcing it to bend. Her face contorted, fear and defiance warring deep within her eyes.
Her lips trembled for a long moment before she finally forced the words out, as if squeezing them from between her teeth.
She divulged a long-buried, heaven-shaking secret: "To transcend mortality and become a deity,
one's body undergoes an arduous transformation, coalescing into an entity of supreme power and mystery—the Divine Format.
As long as this Divine Format remains stable and undamaged, its owner effectively possesses an Undying Golden Body. The scythe of time cannot reap their life, and they will exist in this world forever.
However…"
