Here's a look at Kai's thoughts:
The Fear of Death
Told by Kai
In my life, many have asked me why I don't fear death.
The fear of Death. Such a petite, insolent thing. Why would anyone fear Death? Why should they? But, stupidly, they do. They are blinded by their own foolishness into thinking that death is scary, a looming whirlwind of horror.
Though definitely not a thing to be trifled with, it is quite small. Nothing but a dilemma, a distraction.
Everyone shall meet it in the end, so why not embrace it? Why not charge it head on? Why not have some fun and challenge Death's prowess? Honestly.
Death. Such a petite, stupid thing. Such a waste of fear. Nothing but a roiling ball of trickery, confusion, and lies. Such a manipulative scoundrel of a temptress. Such a miserable thing that wishes to make you just as miserable.
Well, I won't fall for it. I refuse to fall to it's drawing presence. Refuse to be lulled by it's deceiving lullaby.
But these are my thoughts on the matter. I just don't understand the fear of Death. Nor do I care.
I hope I was able to answer the question. That you are smart enough to glean my reason from my rant.
And no, I am not trying to make anyone think this same thing, nor promote suicide or something insane like that. The point being that what's the point in fearing death? And yes, I do think the same, to a degree.