Imagine you are going to die. It's not so easy, is it? Without having ever felt that intense fear, that acceptance of what will soon be.
It's one thing to think you are imagining it, and another to actually feel it. To feel like you've gotten to the very cusp of life, and caught a glimpse of what lays beyond. To take full stock of your life in the blink of an eye. To instantly judge every single thing you have ever done, and thought "This is not enough. This has been a pointless waste."
To become so angry, so infuriated at life, that you come roaring back from the brink. To come renewed with zest for life, ready to beat the living fuck out of anyone who dares get in your way.
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