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S.O.S. - The Pulse

"IS THIS HOW YOU TREAT AN OLD MAN?.."

"... MAY YOUR ANCESTORS CURSE YOU AND YOUR OFFSPRINGS FOR HAVING SUCH AN UNFILIAL JUNIOR..."

My voice came out with so much anger. I was in a free fall and I was desperate in the need to have something that I could hold on to.

This was something that I hadn't prepared myself to. And the fact that I was only a step away from the grave, made my heart race faster. The thumping sounds in my chest were so severe that I feared I would be lifeless even before hitting the ground.

["I have been quiet for some time but it seems that you have a loose wire in your brain. Why do you consider yourself as an old man?.."] Đeath inquired as I felt his dissatisfaction in his voice.

'How ignorant for you to be... how many years have I spent in your domain?..' I barked as I thought that these beings will take me for granted if I stay composed in every situation.

["Almost half a trillion years... give or take..."]