Karamatsu dies

Day ???

In a dark cave, sits a man surrounded by cats of all shapes and sizes. 

"Is this really the happiness you desired?" One asks. 

"Did you truly make the right decision? " Another purrs. 

The man sobs, shaking his head. The cats circle him slowly, watching. He grabs at his head, wishing the voices would stop, stop, stop. Everything is loud and it hurts, and he can't comprehend most of it. All he remembers is waking up with blood on his hands and a name burnt into his mind. He hasn't done anything wrong! Why are these cats treating him like some kind of... of monster? He's a good person, he's a good person, he's a good - 

"How can you say that, when you don't even know who you are?" He looks up, looking right at someone with a face just like his. "You aren't anyone at all." The person sneers down at him. 

Another one of the cats disappears, replaced with yet another man with the same face. "Even now, you're totally painful!"  

Soon, he's encircled by four men with his face. 

"Being ignored in life," A voice comes from the shadows. The men suddenly vanish. "Being ignored in death. Wouldn't you rather just... disappear?" The man nods slowly. What would be the point of existing if no one knew you did? 

The cave is filled with an extremely bright light.  "...You'll rob someone else of their happiness," They warn. "Your death, your disappearance, it will be traded for another's life. They'll be stuck here, forever." The man contemplates it for a few moments. If he was truly a good person, would he take someone else away from a happy life? Could he really... live with that? 

But, he was dead, right? So it was no skin off his back. Not his problem. Not his fault. 

"I'll be happy, right?" His voice wavers as he faces the figure. They shrug. 

"Who knows." They answer noncommittally. The man frowns. "It's fine to be selfish," He gasps as the light fades, revealing... another man with his face. "Shittymatsu."