“For life, death is an ending, not a beginning.”
That was what Earth’s Death said.
“Someone once told me that death is another beginning.”
“Is that not true?”
“Not with my death. Nor should it be. If another beginning exists after death, then it should not be mine to govern….”
“Earth’s Sun said that every life touched by sunlight was her child.”
“Then the lives of this place must go through life with countless parents at their backs. However, I do not regard them as my children. My children are… those who live here with me… those who have accepted me as family….”
Not every Divinity regarded all life as its children.
“I am a gateway.”
“A gateway?”
“A process through which every living thing must ultimately pass. If the Sun called herself a mother… then she and I are different. I demand neither a relationship nor trust from life… because I am simply what must inevitably come… Yes.”
“I see.”
A few small questions came to mind.
“Then do you deny life?”
“Do you ask despite knowing the answer…?”
Death answered that he did not.
“Death is a fate that must inevitably arrive. It is neither a process of the Natural Order nor one of nature. I am simply a world that accepts approaching life into my embrace, and the countless hands that tie off its ending.”
In part, that aligned with Gio’s opinion.
“Because death is merely a state.”
“Yes… I am glad you understand.”
Death showed his “laughter.”
“Even when looking at the same life, each Divinity… sees it differently. This is true not only of the Sun and Death, but of every Divinity. Even when they appear the same, their essences differ. Even when their essences are the same, their methods differ. The lives I embrace are travelers whose lights have gone out and who wander onward… I am the artisan who informs them of the end.”
“Do you not give…