This is the blossoming of a seed sown long ago. This is the sowing of a seed that will bear fruit many, many times. Paradoxically, these seeds are the same ones.
Rex isn't the first to find comfort in the arms of a Fiend, after all, Avarice gives exactly what you want and need at the cost of everything that wants and needs.
To a person who does not wish to die, but does not wish to live, what better way is there than to become something entirely different?
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Death has always held a special role within my beliefs: Death is not some monstrous stalker seeking to rip you from the world, Death is an inevitable friend who will gently take you to your next life, who will walk the road with you until you must take the path again, who is saddened when a journey is cut short, for it means they have done their duty poorly.
Rex does not have such a belief, to him death is something that cuts life short, a cure for the indelible curse of immortality.
He, like I, has lived his life ignoring all inward and outward prompting to meet them, to start a journey anew. I respect the inevitable friend, and do not rush to meet them. Rex fears them, only to learn he has nothing to fear.
Make of this what you will.
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