Death Log #9
8/7/20XX - Season 1XX
Well to start with, I sat down on the wooden floor of the cold empty room I was in. I felt that action. It felt like one of my last. I wondered to myself if that was true. It wasn't that I didn't feel like I was going to die. It was that I was unsure. I wasn't going to know whether or not I would die on this day.
Every birthday didn't feel like one when you lived in a similar manner to me. Every birthday indicated something incredibly dangerous and worrying. Death. What could be more dangerous? The number seven can be seen as a lucky number to many, but to me… I found it to be terrifying.
I gave a lot of prayer to any divine beings I could. I hoped that it would lengthen my life, and it seemed to have done that but… I'm on the edge of my life now.
What am I going to do down here? I can barely get back up. This place is dark, damp, and I can feel that dampness under my skin. I feel it coming closer and closer. My body's giving up.
Is this it? Am I done for? I know that deal with the Yama indicated that I would have to die sooner than later but… a death like this? Alone in a damp dark room?
I took out a bottle of sake with the last strength I had within my right arm, sipping into it before dropping it on the ground. It splashed everywhere, with the glass shards almost hitting me in the chest. Perhaps that's where the last of my luck came in… From here, I can't pray anymore…
With my left hand, I'm writing all of this onto a sheet of paper. I need to log this down, and I had this sheet of paper on me at all times. It was needed in case I started to die. If I died in the wilderness, then it probably wouldn't be as helpful but… all of my generations so far seem to have logged down their deaths.
I'm currently dying of severe pain, but I'm not sure what it is. Maybe the fact I drinked a lot recently had to do with it. Maybe… I thought I could get away with it, but my frail body wasn't able to keep up with the alcohol I was drinking.
I still… want to have some alcohol, I think. It's not like it matters anyway…
…I think I'll stop writing into this log now.
Let me enjoy my last moments in peace.