I know this is late, and I already know this few days ago. I just never had the chance to post this.
One of the greatest people, Stan Lee, had lost the battle against the disease Pneumonia. His death was a shock to me and changed my life honestly. He was the father of Marvel. Marvel was something that keeps me calm and something that I can count on to make me feel happy whenever I'm down. No Marvel movies is going to be the same ever again without him. He had our change our lives, and inspired so many people through his creation. He had won so many battles, but this battle seemed to have cost his life. This may make him look like he's weak, however, not all defeat shows that you're weak. Stan Lee, you are one of the greatest people I have ever known. As time goes on, I might move on from Marvel, but I can never forget the man who created Marvel. May you rest in peace, Stan Lee.
Excelsior!