Something that will always get me is the truama that would follow a divine reincarnation for the rest of their life.
( Based upon my rewrite; )
Aphmau, Claire and Ein will never know the true pain and suffering Irene took on to rid the world of evil, the healing she did or the love she spread so that one day all Ru'Aunians could be happy.
Aaron will be forever reminded that those who are misunderstood will be seen as plagues of the land, and how easily those who are undermined can be thrusted from their lives and shadowed into nothing. Jacob will come to live that same fate, until he is pushed to the edge and snaps back at the hand that feeds him.
Travis will forever feel like a disappointment amongst the vast ever growing library of his ancestor, Enki constantly breathing down his neck. A reminder that his existance in the long run is a eons planned out mission for Enki to become knower of all, that his greatest grandfather will continue to collect family spirits to keep the library and his life going, until the world fizzles out.
Zenix will live with the overbearing guilt Esmund never felt, the sickening hunger and shame, an animalistic need for blood and viscera that will never be quenched until all life in the Overworld is stomped out.
Keori will live with shame, knowing she helped continue the oppression of her own people under her father's crown, against Menphina's own teachings and beliefs.
Modzilla will continue to live. Kul'Zak never dies. Afterall, he wasn't one of them, was he? He couldn't simply put himself to sleep and return a new soul. He will live on, walking the realms carrying the sins of the divine on his shoulders, continuing their mission of fighting off the Void, until the Void calls out to him like it does all dimension hoppers and he answers, returning home to once and never was. Tommy will live as a disgrace. Knowing he was the attempt for his 'father' to try and be like those divine he so missed. That science for once could not outsmart magic, and that he will forever be a mistake. Knowing that when his father looks at him, all he will see is a life wasted, a soul made yet given free will. Maybe one day the two will forgive each other. Tommy will not have to live with that pain, Monty will never die. He's too tired at this point, he has too much work, the Void, it still calls, and one of these days he'll have to listen.