Prologue

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Death, it is the culmination of life. Everything you are or could be is shaped around it. Yet I have died many times. So many in fact that it has ceased to hold me as anything but a prize I cannot seem to win.
      What is the problem? You might ask as you read this, for surely you would wish more time.
     Well, how much more? A few years, a few decades, how about an extra lifetime? Do you not understand that in eventuality living in itself becomes torture?
     Or are you so held by the unknowns of death that you cannot find the peace in it? The  sweet release of all your pain as it flows away.
     No, all you see is the darkness, that which you cannot know until the time is upon you. So yes I seek death, and for an eternity I have found my pleas unanswered. Far and wide have I searched for the reason life has been forced upon me, and always the search bears no fruit.
      I cannot stop however, as the call of death is pulling me away even now and I must answer.

-Xavier Clemens Aka. The Deathseeker

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