My husband and I knew each other for over 50 years now.
I am now dead and in the afterlife.
I beg to the deities who may hear me.
I wish to reap my love.
I knew they would not allow me to see him any other way.
So now, I am willing to serve billions of years, have my soul and humanity disappear as I witness that of which I hope to not.
But this is the only way I'll see his face one last time.
So yes, I am willing to see my fellow humans's gruesome deaths just for him.
Him.
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