[ He wants to almost clarify it. That Death itself is what has a grudge against him--or maybe that's too far. Maybe he's giving himself too much importance, and he's just...a gnat. An annoying fly, who it let buzz around for longer because it just didn't care enough. Because it was too much of a hassle.
He can never decide, just what It felt of him. ]
...Lots of people are like that. All this...you see it as luck? A second chance?
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He can never decide, just what It felt of him. ]
...Lots of people are like that. All this...you see it as luck? A second chance?