I have existed on this planet for two decades and I'm immortalizing it by accepting the Grand Quest imposed by my glorious rival to update all of my on-going stories.
I did die
Danny's parents were the type to dole out declarations of love. 'We love you', 'you know we love you so much', 'we love you no matter what'. Danny didn't believe any of those extends to the fact that he was a ghost.
A dead person.
"DANNY!"
"OH GOD, DANNY!"
"DANNY WHERE ARE YOU?!"
I'm dead. And I'm here. And My friends can't even see me.