I wouldn't know. I've never considered myself unworthy.

[Because he caters to no one, not even God or any other being out there with any worth their weight in souls.] But I can understand to a point yet I can't at the same time.

[It sounded almost like an Akuma. A soul given form after being stolen from whatever afterlife and peace it held in death. Used, repaired as new, and given a purpose of destroying human after human, feasting until satisfied. Then even further ascended into something large, then destroyed all over again to create something greater.]

Miracles. It's just a pretty word until it actually presents itself as reality.