Rotting blossom

Perhaps this is nature's retaliation for our arrogance, daring to challenge her laws. We dared to dream of immortality, seeking to evade our inevitable fate. Yet, instead of basking in eternal life, we find ourselves condemned to a fate worse than death. We are no longer human, but soulless creatures, shells of our former selves. They call it Eternal Death Disorder, or EDD, a cruel twist of fate that mocks our ambition. We thought we would live forever, but now we're trapped in an unending nightmare, a perpetual abyss of despair.