As expected,
"Happy birthday!"
Tiny cut colorful papers made its fall, pouring over me when a bomb suddenly exploded on top of me, dangling and almost destroying the chandelier that almost caused my death in my birthday but fortunately, it was still hanging and spared me from danger in this day. They all laughed the worry off when the chandelier didn't fall and killed me, who is the birthday celebrant.
Fortunately for them. Because if it did, I would use my powers before I die to drag them into the afterlife with me.
But thinking more unto it, I can use my power to lift the chandelier and throw it to them instead. That's a wonderful idea to be honest but it didn't fell.
Looks like there's no life to be taken away today, I think.
Instead of mixing with their noises, chattering to the others with smiles plastered on their faces, I chose to stay quiet and watch them move as if it was a show.