Death's Tango

When life gives way, there comes death to put an end to it all. Always, without fail, death sees to it that life be taken away, ready to be born anew.
A lonesome task, one that is necessary for a cycle to flourish, with none to accompany them- save the whispers of moments left only in memories, left by life.

And so, one soul carries that burden alone, a task to be done for all of time. Pity the soul, forsaken by all, cursed into endless misery. Lonesome is his story, to be repeated for many lives to come.

For that is how Death is - but a lonely soul.