Chapter 1: Death of a Man A man was on the verge of death. He had been vomiting blood in the toilet. His body collapsed. Cold sweat broke out, and his heart was pounding violently. Darkness closed in on his consciousness. “So it’s finally over…” The man muttered to himself. It had been a dull life. A hopelessly fallen existence...
Chapter 1: Death of a Man A man was on the verge of death. He had been vomiting blood in the toilet. His body collapsed. Cold sweat broke out, and his heart was pounding violently. Darkness closed in on his consciousness. “So it’s finally over…” The man muttered to himself. It had been a dull life. A hopelessly fallen existence. Day after day, working without purpose or joy. No sense of fulfillment whatsoever. No family. Not even the love of his parents. Loneliness. He had lived for quite a long time, yet had never shared affection with anyone. Not a single lover. He could love no one, and no one loved him. No friends. A life parched dry. —It’s finally ending. Now I won’t have to feel anything. I don’t want to start over. I just want to disappear like this. The man felt a trace of loneline
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