Deathly economic

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: June 04, 2016

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Deathly economic
Death is a waste of time and resources, I am mean really? Why provide a useless lump of flesh such sweet indulgences; delicious edible material prepared in the most exquisite ways, the smell of tons and tons of exotic flora. It is simply like a wedding instead of celebrating a five year marriage ending in divorce, we mourn the vessel of flesh emptied of its soul or its sweet harmony. The reasons Why humans need to perform funerals for the death will never satisfy me. What is dead will never come back, it will never even see the funeral. Now, this is were I came in. You see, my dear, I am or used to be a master of death - don't worry about the details, they never truly matter- and I just love planning funerals. Death is my economy, it is the raw material for my industrial manufacturing. People died and I give the loved ones a mind blowing funeral; I don't feel comfortable using the phrase "mind blowing" when it comes to soldiers or gangster, they never find it fun. It is just business. What's that ? Am I a God of death? So what if I am ? Hmm, you are a smart. Now tell me, do you want to be buried in a suit or dress? Again, it just business. Nothing personal, my dear.


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