You do not kill a goddess. You open up her chest, looking for magic and leaving darkness instead. You caress her skin until the stars cut through it from the inside, eager to be touched as well. You look for the universe in her eyes and you get lost, while she has to find you again. You do not kill a goddess, you do not make her less than she is, but you lose her, if while worshiping her you forget that she bleeds.