How Much of Everything

Things in the world are impermanent, and they will eventually die. Some may be unknown, or they may be passed down through the ages. There are always people who are unwilling to accept them, and there are always people who yearn for the eternity of nothingness. I have no special talent, I just want to record the hope in my mind, that peerlessness, that invincibility, that tragedy, that sunset, that dawn. Time has passed, commemorating the ignorant past. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.