[Hi Johnny! Serph nods in his direction before standing beside him, turning his face skyward. The rain... it feels good. He closes his eyes.]

It stopped when my Tribe conquered the others, which should have ended the fighting. We were to ascend to Nirvana... but we were denied it.

[If there was no more fighting, there would've been no more death. Perhaps that was why the rain stopped; there should have been no more people rising to the clouds.]

I don't know what happened to the souls after that.