Foreword.

It is inevitable that all good things come to an end, the bitter taste of putrefaction in my throat makes it impossible for me to decipher if after all the path we have traveled since childhood, we could still be friends, and although I really don't want to hurt you, I am broken, my soul is fragmented, and corrupt souls have no freedom over their actions, empathy simply disappears once innocence has been stained with filth, or perhaps it was true that I was born to corrupt and destroy everything that happened to me around me…¿Maybe I should show some compassion? I don't know, but the way everyone around me looks forces me to live in a constant state of alert, as if I knew that when I woke up someone was going to stick a dagger straight into  my heart, ¿Why do you use some kind of twisted manipulation to get away from my life?,; ¿Shouldn't you know that even though this has ended an endless cycle, you should stay tonight? After all, tomorrow your memory will fade, I won't recognize you and it could even cause your own death, it could be the last night in which we can be young again and live insolently... don't let me love you to say goodbye and not have to wait for you on an island after death, in a golden castle surrounded by crystal waters, which reflect your empty promises.

 It is unforgettable how we had the whole world in our hands, but the fate between us has been stormy... inexplicably, it is the love that only we could understand; and I really want to understand it, even though I know there is nothing that can be done to change the past.

 I have to act like this after death, I simply cannot stop existing because I must fulfill his wishes, ¿Why me?

There is no redemption for a sinner like me, this is something that could be negotiated in eternity, my heart is empty and my soul is rotten, fragments of your youth linked to mine come in the dark night to remind me that I lost the most valuable thing that I had, because if this is all I have to suffer, it would be better to disintegrate, then at least we could finish it well and without a feeling of guilt waiting for someone who won't come.

Let me love you between the shadows, the pain and the suffering so I can say goodbye in death watching your body burn, only then will I understand that the things and excesses that crowd my heart end up being a shot to my soul, which has been torn to pieces, while a curse has chained me to a lifeless body to express my childhood traumas, that is, those who are innocent and cannot be seen with the eyes of a hunter.

By then my reality will be so distorted that good will become twisted and evil will become disturbing, since the dead cannot empathize with the living, the gods do not speak and power is what truly rules the world...

They are ready to boast through the corruption of the soul; greed; the heart and ambition of love, many minds clashing and a single winner silently mocking those who believe they have control of the game...

¡WE ARE GOING TO DIE TO LIVE ETERNALLY!