Death :To them i am simply an object from the past that they wish will disappear. why am i alive? when i thought about this i could find no answer but as you live, you need a reason otherwise its the same as being dead. i the came to this conclusion that i exist to kill every human besides myself. fighting only for yourself. living only loving yourself. if you think that everybody else simply exists to allow you to experience that feeling, noting is better in this world as long as there are people in this world for me to kill and continue to feel that joy of living my existence will not vanish.