Lost in translation

Translation

After the large man spoke the scenery changed to grass, trees and sunlight
Death, the man in black, couldn't and refused believe his sight.
Death itself had just witnessed how he took his own life.
It all started to make sense to him.
The little man was his older brother and his words were the last he heard.
The large man smiled when he saw Death's face
They shared an understanding
There were no need for words because there was no mistake.
It was time for death
Yes Death
To meet his own fate
The transition is hard to translate because for awhile it was lost
After the large man took death to his grave
He realized something that made him smile
If death is dead
What's next?
Just a mixture of noice with no discernible message
The splattered paint looks more like the blood lost of someone who wished they kept it
Death is NOT two-dimensional
He's fragile and more addictive then fentanyl
Yes. Death is addictive.
He pretends to be just an extended sleep but the trick is death is not the end
It's a concept.
Death is only the next step of this contest made up of people willing to come test how "death" can destroy another life.
Death is misunderstood
It's not the end
it's more of a hidden extension