As Nodt

After the night where Yhwach used the Auswählen. Many Quincies were barely damaged, very damaged, seriously damaged. Some of them made it out, others didn't. In the next morning, in a hospital. A man, bedridden, terminally ill patient is seen lying on his bed, inside a room, the only thing that is heard inside the room is the beeping of the heart monitor. He's seen staring at the roof blankly, without focusing somewhere else, his mouth hanging open with in a CPAP mask and machine, helping him to breathe a bit, his chest rising and falling with each painful breath of his, he seems to be in his last moments, nobody else came with him to say goodbye or even just to meet him.

"I'm not dead yet. Breathing is such a painful act. To think that it is impossible to live without constantly suffering this pain... Life is such an inconvenient state..."

He spoke quietly in his mind, his eyes never leaving the roof.

"I was taught that, after we die, we go to heaven or hell...Maybe in heaven it won't be painful to breathe.... Maybe there my body and my head wouldn't hurt me so much. That would be nice... And hell... is there even more pain there than I feel now?... If so, that's a little scary... I don't want to go there... I'm afraid... I'm scared... I don't want to go to hell..."

His inner mind voice broke a bit with emotion as he kept staring the ceiling. Until suddenly, there was a knock on his door.

"Who..."

He quietly spoke to himself, he tried to move his eyes to the door.