I died
But my life goes on
In quite a literal way.
Though my skin is cold
And my heart doesn't beat
I continue to live
Like I always have.
Hiding in the shadows,
Always watching for.
The Slayer,
I should kill her,
But I can't.
I've killed them before
Why can't I do it now?
It's kinda ironic.
The Slayer of Slayers can't.
Death cannot stop me.
It doesn't slow me.
If anything,
It makes me feel alive.
More alive than I ever was.
In death my life continues.
Being dead makes me alive.