The Missing 25-Year-Old [Do Not Read]

The men in my family never live past twenty-five.

Good news: I lived past twenty-five.

Bad news: I died at twenty-six.

Even worse news: When I was twenty-five, my best friend and I entered a dungeon.

[Please note]: Three perspectives, first person. A series where I write whatever I dream. I wrote this a long time ago, and I don't even know what I was trying to write. I'm just putting it here for now.

Theme: Love life