Death Surrounds me, whispering to me, softly and harshly, the cold hands of my loved ones urge me to follow.
I must not yield, I must not give in to its lies, I must fight back, I must discover the real truth.
My efforts have come short until now, only feeding death's endless appetite.
There it is, death is now before me, I look into its eyes and see something familiar, victorious over life, I can only stand down.
But I refuse, I may have bent but I am not broken just yet, my hopes and dreams, my unlikely vision of a bright future now seems ever more distant.
There he is, even with life at its lowest, he still stands, brighter than the sun, capable of defying it all.
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"Plug it! Defend and reinforce yourselves!" the death hunter yelled, circulating his mana through his body, swinging his arms up, a powerful breeze blowing forward, lifting the generators of life mist up the air.