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My Death Wish: The Art of Dying

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Reads 221
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Parts 36
Time 5h 29m

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"Everybody faces death. But what if death wasn't just a concept? What if it was an entity, a person? Should we fear it, love it, or welcome it with open arms?"

Trinity knows what he wants-death. While others dream of long life, he dreams of ending his. But no matter how hard he tries, death eludes him. In his search for escape, he uncovers a darker truth, one that changes everything: death isn't just an end, it's an art. And in this art, Trinity may have found his true purpose.All Rights Reserved

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