When you are at the end of your rope, do you long for redemption?
He kissed me on the cheek, then smiled and said to me, "Come, come with me to hell, and be redeemed by death together."
He took my hand and placed the flower stained with his own blood in my palm, "Save me."
Sorry, after the end, I can no longer redeem anyone, nor can I be redeemed by anyone.
Please walk this final road with me.