I must offer you congratulations. For, if you are alive, you have survived the first of many purges of the earth’s population. This is not to say that you will live for very long, just that you are alive now. So congratulations. You have made it this far. Just know that the longer you make it the worse your death will be!
Melancholy is an emotion supposedly felt only by mortal beings. Yet I find myself sitting in this dark place, surrounded by the bones of those who mean something to me (despite the horrible things I did to them). I am mournful perhaps? It is often hard for me, as an immortal being to compare my emotions, which ave been developed, honed and forgotten into the hourglass of time with your pathetic, need-it-now, millenial emotions. Regardless, I am feeling something down in the empty marrow of my bones. So enjoy some doom that is funeral appropriate on this melancholy morning.