Felix is a god of luck, and gods don't age, but they can be killed. He's been around for a long time, but he's still a friend little child of chaos.
He gets betrayed by someone close, let me set up the scene though.
Around them was a large industrial area. It had clearly abandoned for a while, as was the nature of Hell. They were on a suspended steel walkway, too wide to be a catwalk. Most of the rails had fallen away into the deep pit of murky water beneath them.
Missy, the character that has betrayed Felix and Jarrod stands in the middle of the catwalk. "Don't come any closer" She says. She's holding a knife.
"Come on Missy, you wouldn't hurt me!" Felix replies, walking forward. Missy and Felix had been dating for some time before this. "After all, it's me! Felix! Let's talk about this!"
He steps too close. "I said don't come any closer!" Missy shouts, and stabs Felix in the gut.
Felix steps back a bit, then to the side, twisting to reveal the knife to Jarrod. Missy's hand is still on the handle, and she looks shocked. Felix just looks her in the eyes, any warmth that had previously been there draining from them.
"Et tu, Brute?" He says. Missy takes a step back, letting go of the knife now, but Felix takes two steps closer, getting right up next to her. He puts a hand on her shoulder, pulling her down to his height, and whispers in her ear.
"Then. fall. Caeser." With that, he stumbles back and falls off the walkway into the water below, sinking beneath the surface.
As the god of luck, he has a few tricks up his sleeve. He actually used up most of his magic to make sure he wasn't mortally injured, then once he was in the water he used the last bit of his energy to teleport away, getting himself to the hospital.
He's a drama queen.