# Chapter 125
# Part 2
I threw myself to grab the kyneê, feeling like it was my last chance to survive or perhaps a means of self-destruction. I had received numerous warnings from Hades, Ares, and Thanatos, who constantly warned me of the danger and told me that someone like me would cease to exist like nobody due to the fatal curse.
Death.
Extinction?
Ares had told me several times that extinction after death meant returning to Nothingness, a state of being truly nothing.
But what was the point of it?
Those words weren't even worth considering.
I had nothing left to fear. Even if the curse caused me to cease to exist, it wouldn't be so meaningless. I simply wanted to escape this despair and feeling of helplessness, or perhaps self-destruct with my own hands.
The object I had grasped with such a desolate mindset became a streak of light amidst the dark clouds.
