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That’s the Circle of Life. Corpses make great fertilizer. When I die I want to be buried where the flowers will grow.

Maybe my body can give back to the world more than I ever could.
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That’s the Circle of Life. Corpses make great fertilizer. When I die I want to be buried where the flowers will grow.

Maybe my body can give back to the world more than I ever could.
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"What is this? Why am I here?" I asked, panicked I had woke up in a place unfamiliar to me. Something felt off, well everything felt off. Nothing was right. I wasn't in my bed like I last remember. Instead I was in a Plain Room. A room that consisted of a bed, a TV and a closet door. There was a window, and that's where I went to first. I peered out to see nothingness, it was a void. Now I know I'm in a dream.

"I bet you would like to know. I can answer that." A deep voice beckoned from behind. I turned around swiftly and readied my hands for a fight. "Easy now, I'm not here to hurt you." It said. Dressed in a suit was a skeleton. Decked out in a tux and a bow-tie wrapped around it's collar. All I could do now was just look and listen. "Don't be afraid, is something I would say except that normally never works for those who are in the state of passing away." It said.

Passing away? "Am I dying? What do you mean by passing away?" I asked, my voice becoming more hostile. Entering a state of worry. "You answered your own question. I'm here to help you through the process." It said, calmly. "So you're the Grim Reaper basically?" I repeated for clarification. It nodded at me. "Yep. You're dying, but luckily for you I'm here to make it a peaceful death."

As he began to explain the process I could only listen, and ask questions here and there. Questions such as where will I go? Will I still carry on? Is there a God or an Afterlife? All in which he seemed more than happy to answer. We sat there hour after hour of the skeleton catering to my curiosity and my worried state. Sometimes we would even talk about random things for the sake of passing the time. Almost as if he was an old friend.

Eventually it was back to business and his voice grew cold again. "Well, it's about time for us to depart." He looked at the door, as what resembled a train was peering out of the bedroom window, heading our way. "What happens once I get on that train?" I asked. All he could do was look and nod his head. "It all ends. Eventually every living being has to board the train, and carry on to wherever the tracks take them."

"Is it bad I feel afraid even though I shouldn't be feeling at all?" I asked him. It chuckled at me. I think that is the first time I managed to make him laugh throughout the entire time he's been here with me. "There's nothing wrong with dying, sweet one. You were a writer once, were you not?" It began to laugh at me. "All good stories eventually come to an end." The door finally opened. This was it. It was over. All of it. I'll never see my family, or my girlfriend ever again. It's all gone. I'm gone. I can't even imagine what they're feeling. Do they miss me? Will they even realize I'm gone? Will I be forgotten after this? Was I ever real to begin with? As I was thinking all these thoughts the train got closer, closer, and even closer. The door remained opened as the train had finally reached it's destination. Me.

"Well, off we go. Don't worry. It's not as bad as you think it is. Nothing is certain but Death and Taxes." He joked. I turned to him one last time. I thanked him for everything, and all he could say was "It's just my job.". This was it.

I wonder if my parents would follow through with that? I never wanted anything big. I didn't think I would deserve one big funeral. Just something I never wanted. I wanted my body to be planted into the ground to serve as fertilizer so the flowers can grow and blossom. Give in death what I couldn't in life.

"Well, off we go." It said as the train door opened. I looked at him one last time before the end of my everything with only one last question in mind.

"Any advice?" I asked.

"I guess... I would just hope that my last thought is a good one." He said.
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Missy 21 Aug, 2025 @ 7:26am 
You gotta if you enjoyed the comics!
Pru 20 Aug, 2025 @ 2:46pm 
I haven’t really been watching anything lately, but it’s definitely on my list of shows to watch.
Missy 19 Aug, 2025 @ 5:31pm 
Did you watch The Sandman S2? :steamhappy:
Pru 14 Jul, 2025 @ 11:29am 
Sure.
Missy 14 Jul, 2025 @ 5:19am 
Oh my goooooood but can I add you? I noticed your Death pic!