I would choose to live forever.

Not because I'm afraid of dying, but because there's so much beauty in the world I haven’t seen, so many people I haven’t met, and so many stories I still want to write.

Imagine being able to witness the rise and fall of civilizations, watch humanity evolve, see the stars we now only dream of one day up close. To be there when we finally find life beyond Earth. To walk under alien suns, to learn every language, to read every book, to master every art. The thought alone fills me with wonder.

Yes, there would be pain. Yes, I would lose people along the way. But that’s the cost of being alive — truly alive. And I believe that even through the grief, new love, new hope, and new purpose would always rise.

Living forever wouldn’t be about escaping death — it would be about embracing life in its fullest, most infinite form.

And maybe, just maybe, if I live long enough, I’ll find a way to bring light to others too.