My name is Shiranui Ryoma, 40.
Right now, this is my end.
End of my career and end of my love.
I felt that almost everything has left me.
Is this the life of a ruined man ?
I finally know the feeling of one.
I laid on my desk, reflecting and regreting.
All the mistakes and the wrongs I had done.
I glanced at the clock hanging above the office door.
It's almost 12am.
Time to move out.
I made sure all my company doors are locked.
Then I dragged out the jerry cans of flammable petrol under my desk.
Boy, They are heavy.
I left one jerry can for myself after pouring the petrol all over the floor.
Here's the final moment.
I pour the final jerry can of petrol on myself.
It's like a cooling shower.
Now where did I put that lighter ?
Ah, there you are.
Now then,
Flame On.
WAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH
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I am pretty sure I died.
But hey, I did have fun laughing while being burnt alive.
And at the top of all, I finally obtained eternal rest.
What's with the ding sound ?
Huh? Lesser Flame Spirit?
That's cool I guess.
What? Wait!
Instead of darkness, now whiteness covered my vision.