Everyone has life and death. From the day a person is born, he is moving towards death every day. What do people live for, money, friendship, or simply not wanting to die? What are you afraid of, pain or darkness? At the moment when people fall into eternal sleep, there is a beautiful scenery in front of them. Life is like a play after all. The god of death is just controlling the chessboard. If you can't escape, why should you escape? . . . . . Check mate