Corpse-Pressed Copper

[Classic Literature] Popular today, classic tomorrow ============== Life or death, comfort or crisis, rejection or admiration. It doesn't belong to heaven, it belongs to oneself. Everyone died because of you, and it was your fate to be powerless to see these deaths. Turn back, the undead on the other side are waiting for you. Maybe, at the moment you look back, you can... See him. ==============