Beyond every lifeless body lies a story. Come and explore the strange encounters and the hidden side of the people who recover the dead—those who witness humanity's final moments and carry memories few dare to imagine
The story I'm about to tell you is about a period in my friend's life, a time he was deeply involved in, and something he witnessed and experienced firsthand.
...And one of those things is about...the foundation...and about 'the corpses of the deceased'
...He told me about his first experience,this time, that he never thought he would encounter anything like this or experience anything like that.He told me that when he first started working there, his only thought was…
“I wanted to see people die, see it clearly… or at least be able to touch them… that’s all.”
Actually, it was just something ingrained in the minds of teenagers, during their reckless teenage years.Back then, that was all they had in their heads—this crazy adventure...that's it.
However... through participating in and experiencing this kind of work. He learned and saw many other things. The numerous experiences he encountered allowed him to see different aspects of life, and its various forms and circumstances.
By this point, he could hardly believe that… ‘the experiences he had been involved in could change his perspective so drastically. It could transform someone as tough as him, who had been through countless fights, into someone calm and composed…’
Who would have thought that one day my friend would reach a point where he sees the living and the dead so close together, just a blink of an eye away... he said. 'Sometimes, everything changes in the blink of an eye...'
Many of these things are experiences that have shaped my friend's life, making him live cautiously today. Lately, whenever I have problems, he always reminds me and other friends to be careful.
Because he says... he has experienced every form of life and death. He's seen it so many times he's become numb to it, so familiar with it. Furthermore, he's seen many injured people die in his hands... and many others survive safely under his care.
He said that it wasn't until he was this old that he realized... that, in reality... death is all around us every day.
It's very close to us... so always be careful in everything you do.
The reason I've written about and shared his story is because I believe it holds more substance and meaning than simply being about a foundation or about people who collect corpses.
At least these stories should serve as a warning to readers.
If you don't believe me, see for yourself. Read on—and decide whether my story is true.
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