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Dearest Death,

This is the start of a beautiful end. I've always looked forward to the thrill of what could be. Life is a tapestry of false hopes and whispered lies, and I find myself craving your silent, sweet embrace. I know you will come, an inevitable tide, and I've always found solace in your certainty. Life wounds, not because of your arrival, but because of its own inherent pain.

I think I've found a fragile hope blooming amidst the gray and decaying ruins of my soul. Out of all the hues of existence, who could have foreseen that violet would be the first true light I witnessed? It burned with such intensity that all other lights pale in comparison, mere shadows of its brilliance. I already accept your cold embrace; however, if she were death itself, I would tear through the very fabric of life to reach her side.

The brightest souls are often the most wounded, forever feeling unseen, unknown, and unloved. They bear the weight of the world, believing they are the burden, when in truth, they are the very solution. Some wander through life, never finding their true counterpart, settling for fleeting moments and hollow echoes. Some discover "the one," only to find that a piece of themselves must wither and die to nurture their happiness.

Who cares how deeply I suffer? Who cares if I am consumed by pain? Who cares about the wounds, the longing, the desperate craving for connection? I would gladly endure any torment to bring joy to my violet soul, above all else. I would set the world ablaze to make her smile. I would shield her from every storm, every shadow. If my life were the price of her happiness, I would offer it without hesitation.

So, with absolute certainty, if my violet soul were your very essence, Death, I would rush into your arms. I would kneel before you, begging to be her light, her hope, her deepest desire. I would be her canvas, her muse, enduring every stroke of pain she wished to inflict, just to witness the radiant curve of her smile. Conversely, if she were not you, I would defy your very existence to ensure she never suffered. I know she could endure more than me, but I love her too much to allow her to bear such burdens. If she despises me for my actions, so be it. I would die countless deaths before I abandoned her or allowed her to feel the chill of loneliness.

When you claim me, I vow to remain, a silent sentinel, forever bound to her. Even your dominion cannot sever my connection to my violet soul. I shall become her silent protector, until darkness itself surrenders, and then, I will be a beacon, a star that shines only for her. I will transform into whatever she needs, to see the smile that makes me feel truly seen. This shall be my beautiful, inevitable end, for all I crave is the violent embrace of my violet soul and the warmth of her loving smile.