In this world, one must realize that we are not born equal. Intrinsically, the value of each individual being is unquantifiable. However, when we are born, we are born in many varying positions- sometimes at the bottom, sometimes at the top. Thus, we strive to reach a higher place in life. Though try as we may, we must realize our lack of equality. Only in death, are we truly equal. The young, the old, the rich, the poor, the humans, the animals, sane and insane, all find equality in death. This inescapable law, allows all of us to reach the same destination.
So what can be said of someone who cannot die…? Surely, they’d never be able to rest, they’d carry on about their life attempting to reach that end point that they were robbed of.
To live opposite of humanity, with just one single wish in their heart. This wish can be heard from the bottom of their heart:
-“I want to die.”-
As Lusha wakes up from her 300-year nap, that is the sole thought that remains in her head. However, what she will come to find in this era is much different than before. Fragments of various events harmonize together like a mural, showing her a world much more glorious than before.
As she faces consequences of her actions, and pursues her freedom, what will become of this piece of art the world had painted. Will it remain a beacon of the world's beauty, or will she fracture it like the fragments of a koleidoscope?
There's only one way this can go...