I've always wished for death, but it never came. I suppose that this world's way of forcing me to become an undead is the ultimate punishment. Or -- simply ironic.
[After a moment, he'll add:]
I no longer wish for death, though. Not here. I have a reason to live. [And has for a while, ever since his friend's untimely demise.]
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[He doesn't even hesitate to continue.]
I've always wished for death, but it never came. I suppose that this world's way of forcing me to become an undead is the ultimate punishment. Or -- simply ironic.
[After a moment, he'll add:]
I no longer wish for death, though. Not here. I have a reason to live. [And has for a while, ever since his friend's untimely demise.]