Some say that life is etherial, fleeting. Death is the only certainty we have. A concrete fact.

Why is it then, that these hands can not grasp death instead of life?

Why is it that even the attempts of the Shinigami to grasp this soul are futile?

And believe it, He had tried.

He was young and foolish back then. Ofcourse now he's still foolish in his old age, putting up a smile, daring to hope for salvation. But what else can he do? Give up?

What is there to be gained or lost by giving up on death, an end to this existence?

He doesn't know, and can't even imagine it, but he fears the answer...