What is death? Why do we fear it? Death, the shadow hovering at the end of our respective timelines. Death, the reaper of souls, the black-hooded force whisking away the light. Humanity pushes forward against the darkening day with their grand dreams of life and endurance and eternity, always eternity. But there is only one cure for death, and only one way to find it. So find it. Scream for it. Fight for it. Find your cure, bleed, hang on to forever with white knuckles and tears in your eyes, repeating it like a mantra, over and over and over.
Non omnis moriar.