He finds that he can't really explain it all that well. What they were fighting against had shifted throughout the course of their journey, one thing twisted into another, hope corrupted into betrayal. What they fought against... what he fought against, and rejected with every fiber of his being... ]
The calling for Death, I guess... That feeling when things get too hard, and you just want to give up, and rest. When humans lose the will to live, and Death comes to answer their call. That's what we fought against.
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He finds that he can't really explain it all that well. What they were fighting against had shifted throughout the course of their journey, one thing twisted into another, hope corrupted into betrayal. What they fought against... what he fought against, and rejected with every fiber of his being... ]
The calling for Death, I guess... That feeling when things get too hard, and you just want to give up, and rest. When humans lose the will to live, and Death comes to answer their call. That's what we fought against.