Sometimes I sit and think about what life really is. And that makes me wonder… Is there life after death? It’s an interesting concept. I don’t want to make someone dislike me for saying this, but I believe that death is, simply put, the end. It is the absence of your family, your friends, your life…but it is also the absence of your pain, your anger, your fear. Think about it, but don’t dwell on it.
Lore for Subject 2570, if you’re interested in that at all: *R stood on the hillside, looking over the peaceful yet empty landscape. The longer he stood there, the lonelier he felt. This was strange, as he had never truly felt “alone” until now. He took off his mask and continued to stand there, his hair blowing slightly in the wind. He knew he would have to go back to Snowdin eventually, but for this moment, he was truly at peace with himself, and the world.* Yes, I make these projects when I’m thinking too deeply about stuff.
