A Solemn Farewell... Ha, Just Kidding

Why had things come to this?

After ruling out all sorts of unreliable possibilities—such as Ancient One suddenly suffering a cerebral hemorrhage during battle and becoming half-paralyzed, deliberately falling down to stage an extortion scam only to get beaten up, or Evenson spitting out a mouthful of poisonous praise at the screen and literally healing her to death—Evenson ultimately came to only one conclusion: Ancient One herself wanted to die!

If someone wanted to die, then clearly they no longer wanted to live. Such a simple principle, yet Evenson could not understand it at all. He loved life far too much. Even one life never felt like enough to him; he wished he could input up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, B, A. Want to die? Even when the Eredar Twins frequently stomped on his head with their hooves, he had never entertained such a mad thought.

But apparently, not everyone cherished life as much as he did. And just as you could never wake someone pretending to sleep, you could not save someone bent on dying.

Strange was directing a group of doctors, trying every possible way to save Ancient One, lowering her intracranial pressure and injecting adrenaline. Yet she had simply let her soul leave her body and flown away!

The moment Strange saw it, he panicked. What was this supposed to mean? You were not even dead yet—I thought you could still be saved! Besides, Death had not even come to reap your soul, and you were already flying out on your own. What were you in such a hurry for? Rushing off to reincarnate?

"Come back! You're about to die!" There was nothing Strange could do by worrying helplessly. He did not know any soul-summoning spell, so he could only send his