
*This is a very short story of an obsessive undergoing apotheosis on an operating table. This story tackles the self-destructive nature of obsession, the cosmically insignificant struggles of human life, the desire to be what you are not, and the questionable purpose of conscious existence. *This is the first story I, Z3nith, am publishing publicly, so, please let me know what you thought while reading, what you enjoyed, and any critiques you may have!All Rights Reserved