Epilogue

—Throughout human history, a question exists before they even understand their place on this planet; does destiny exist?.

And they wonder, or does chance control their lives?, are you free or are you in prison?.

Thus, escaping from something they don't know if it exists, their ephemeral life condemns them. Believing in romanticism but afraid to fall in love with death, unable to fight in a universe that can be summed up in mathematical equations.

But there is something certain, something I really know, something I would never fail at, when the time comes I will destroy everything, there will be nothing left, reason will make you escape and instinct cry.

Yet I ask you, human, are you worthy of the life you have been given?.— Henrietta said.