Life and death

My severe injuries had healed and the sweet taste of blood coated my mouth. I kept walking, my goal vague...trying to dispel the building unease in my chest... Upon entering an open area was the scent of rotting flowers and in the middle of the flowerbed, he stood... Without anyone saying a thing, without his name given, like an unsolved puzzle falling into place by itself, just by seeing that figure, I--understood exactly who I faced... There, stood the God of Death. Why was it that I was seeing beauty in death rather than life? Strangely, I thought he was beautiful... Disoriented, I had failed to comprehend the scene before my eyes. It was not anything like flowers but a large amount of "Death". Had he done this alone?... It's a lie... Koma...Irimi...After all that... No matter how I tried to rouse my will to fight with hatred, more than sorrow, more than rage, the emotion that arose within me was despair.
Because 'my turn' was next.

Geni-2-ol said:
Life after death.

Jaguer91 said:
Both are two sides of the same coin and as agnostic myself I don't believe in afterlife, so I think death is just the cessation of all vital functions of a living being and there is no much more to it, people just like to overthink it in order to give a meaning to their already meaningless lives.

cause said:


It's scary though. But it's not so much of scare of dying. More like a scare of becoming nothing. Losing everything. So much uncertainty and confusion of what comes next. If something even comes next. Do people over-think it? A bit. But I'm almost certain every person thinks about it at one point in their conscious life and feels a bit of some uncertainty and discomfort with it. All the more reason to live a full life.

Geni-2-ol said:
Life after death.

The instant that the blade tore open his flesh, the bright disk of the sun soared up and exploded behind his eyelids.