Serene and calm environment appear as the man himself tried to remember his past. "I know you are listening overseas. I cannot kill you with my own hands. But, I would ask. How does it feel when you were about to die.". Like a lunatic he ask for someone's answer though he is by himself.". You see, if you study anatomy and you learn how human body works. We have this so called senses that would somehow over react if we are about to die. Then he raised his hand and he said "The bones, the flesh, the nerves will work, like a baby. You will feel the numbness deep inside. You will sweat and sweat a lot. Cold and cold sweat. Cold that it would often get your courage back. Then you will think a lot. A lot of things until you will cower in fear. You will think of lots of scenario and scenes, and will ask who is to blame for it. Then what appears is the heart of men. He looked above the sky's filled with clouds and he talked once more. When that happens, its like you were on a loop. A circle. Of pain and grieve and madness. However look at me im still alive.
He remember how he died so many times. The blade on his throat, that makes him suffocate. The eyes, that slowly closes as time passes. The dirt beneath the ground as he crawl on it. The heart that starts to fall, as he grabbed his fist to cling for life. The blood that runs and flows on his arms, the mockery, the jest. The signs.
"You see when someone is about to die, they would often cry and grieve and in their hearts and soul there is this so called thing a question who is to blame for it. Who is to blame for it. Who and who. This is why the heart of men is needed. I would often just smile of how childish I am, when I am facing death itself. There are times that my brain would look for the culprit. What could I do, it is death. The death of me, myself.". Have you already feel your death on the deaths door?, I myself has been to it several times.
The eyes starts to close, bit by bit. The laughter of those who could see you on your death. The mockery of them about you as you start to die. "Luckily, I'm still alive, despite of me facing death, a hundred times. Despite of hades being with me for so long. Do you know why hades is cold?. Cold as the winter and blazing like a flame?.".
When you face death, there's no feeling on it. You will feel cold, and cold. You will feel like you are on the Arctic. You will sweat and sweat, a lot, and you will feel how Cold it is. That is hades, death himself. Then by the time you die. Its over.
The dead behind him he could see and he could still see their cries. Then he smiled. "They deserve it, to die.".
End of chapter.