/A memory of what will happen in the future, from Pars' point of view./
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I didn't know where I was. It used to be normal for all I saw to be dark when I closed my eyes, but now my mind was so bright that when I closed them, the darkness I saw was causing the corpses in my mind to resurrect one by one.
There is a belief, you know? If you close and open your eyes a hundred times in a row, you can meet death in the hundredth blink. I tried a lot, but I never wanted to die. I was doing everything out of curiosity, the hunger inside me was not unique to my stomach. I did so much to end that sense of wonder, and finally, in my hundredth blink, I met death.
It was surprised when it saw me, according to it, it was not my time. "I know," I said proudly. "I just didn't want to die without surprising death."
You wouldn't believe it, death smiled at me. "I don't suit you," it said. It averted its eyes from me and stared into space. "I don't suit anyone. But most of all, you."
