It has been said that at the moment before one dies his or her life will flash before their eyes, from the beginning to end as a vivid testament to what one has achieved. Even memories they have long forgotten-Such as the present their aunt gave the for their fifth birthday- will be brought back from the recesses of their mind for them to view with crystal clarity. As a man whose life will end in mere moments I can attest that this is--

False. Complete and utter bullshit told by those who were on drugs.

Even as the claws of the tiger parted my flesh the only the only thoughts I registered were the decibels of pain flooding into my brain, loosening my bowls and twisting my stomach. My neck, as well as my shoulder and chest had three deep gouges imprinted upon them, fresh life blood stream from them as water would a spicket. The major artery on the side of my throat had been cut by the tiger's claws causing a massive spew of blood to be launched forth like a plugged hole, soaking the clothes and skin of any who were stupid enough to still be standing nearby. With a savage roar the tiger once again leapt at me. This time, however, it brought its whole body with it. The weight of massive beast sent of us both flying into its exhibit, where the eyes of ten white tigers stood lavishly upon me. I could see a horribly pathetic creature dying in the mouth of a majestic white tiger, limbs splayed awkwardly as fresh blood poured out of it. It was only moments after my death did I realize that the pathetic creature happened to be me, Kamui Zaghnai.

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