["This is what đeath does as it is absolute. It devours everything on its path leaving only a dead image in its wake...
This is your first test... to muster the element, you must decide upon which things should have the privilege to continue living and which should be stripped of everything and wilt away into nothingness.
You must be in control of it, and in your case, I want you to prevent the extinction of this beautiful paradise. Save whatever you can and I'll reward you generously."]
Looking at my bald head and wrinkled skin, eons if not more have passed and I was still seated cross-legged trying to save even a single blade of grass.
This was frustrating and time-consuming but gazing at where I was without the knowledge of escaping any time sooner, I had to endure and try my best. And as a result, I have failed at least a billion times if I was keen on keeping track of the countless attempts.
The scene kept repeating itself over and over again as if it was on loop.
