The Survivor Wants to Die at the End

The system is broken when a man can commit a crime and still qualify for the presidency.

I'm a sword, and he's my shield, protecting me from myself.

I'm not a writer, but I am a reader." Alano looks at the night sky. "Something about about our meeting feels written." "Where, the stars?" Alano returns his gaze to me, "Possibly.

He might not know your tell, but we all have dark pasts and can recognize when someone is being haunted by theirs.

Don't worry about your secrets, they'll die with me.' 'I'd rather my secrets live with you. Your secrets can live with me too.

I am not alive, and I will not fall into the trappings of life.

The movie won't be as good without me," I say, telling my truth. "There's a lot more than a movie that won't be as good without you.

This system is broken when a man can commit a crime and still qualify for the presidency.

No, I don't regret throwing away the gun, I regret not pulling the trigger.

Death's hair was as golden as the Immortal's hear and as twisted as their love for each other.' Something like that.

I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry,” I say, choking on my apology. ‘I promise I’ll never hurt you.

My Not-End Days will be my Begin Days.

I just need to know that tonight, Alano’s desperation to see me in the future is inspiring me to choose life.

Secrets belong between the person who owns it and the person they’re trusting to keep it.

The End Day, Whether Death-Cast Likes It or Not Death-Cast is never wrong -Joaquin Rosa, creator of Death-Cast Death-Cast is never wrong -Death-Cast heralds Death-Cast is never wrong -All survivors on Edge-of-the-Deck

It was hard reading about Vale becoming immortal because living forever felt so suffocating. I honestly saw Death as the true hero since he saved people from having to live in this terrible world.

Everyone has a dream, even those of us who've given up on them. I look up at all the glittering stars, wishing they could've made my dreams come true, but I'm the only one in this world who can give me what I want

A good son would keep living for his mom

what is a life without dreams, even when you're still breathing?

It’ll be lovely getting to know Paz too,” she adds

I’m starting a secret club for those who have suffered the indignities of never seeing their names personalized on objects. On Day One everyone will be welcomed with magnets